"Thank you, Mr. Falcone." Atlas shook the old man's hand after they finished their meeting.
Mr. Falcone laughed and turned to look at Meredith, "If you really want to thank me you should let your secretary meet my grandson."
Atlas turned to look at her, "I will leave her to make her own decisions" He replied, something bitter dripping from his tone.
Meredith said nothing, she just stared at Atlas blankly while chewing the inside of her mouth. The man seemed nice and she was finding it hard to reject him.
It was just a date, right? She had to meet his grandson and make his grandfather happy. After that, she would tell him, it didn't work out.
Meredith had always longed for a grandfather figure in her life and now she couldn't bear to let the old man down.
"Fine, I will meet your grandson." Meredith let out a nervous chuckle while rubbing the back of her neck.
Atlas shot her a venomous look, darkness brewing in his eyes.
