They arrived at the restaurant after a quiet ride, with Katherine sitting stiff the whole way. The restaurant had a classy vibe. The hostess took them to a cozy spot by the windows, where they could see the city stretching out in the bright midday sun.
Katherine sat across from Felix, with Victoria claiming the seat beside her son. The moment they settled, Felix smoothly ordered for the table—clearly a place he frequented—and Katherine barely had a chance to glance at the menu before the conversation began.
"Has work been good lately?" Victoria asked, gently unfolding her napkin onto her lap. Her voice was poised, light.
Felix gave a small smile as he adjusted his cuffs, already leaning comfortably into the chair. "Same as usual. Though probably less chaotic than what Dad deals with. I only have to juggle regional expansions, not international lawsuits."
Victoria hummed, her gaze sharp and thoughtful. "Don't let your father hear you say that. You know how competitive he gets."
