A spoiled brat

" You don't have allergies, do you?"

Placing the lobster tail on her plate, Vasquez questions. If she has allergies, she might reopen her wound.

" No. I ate on the sea beach, don't remember?" She asked grabbing her fork. However, a warm hug from behind, makes her stop and turn to the person who hugs her.

" Didn't Boss tell you that we will have lunch together?"

Olivia speaks, pouting. However, her attention goes to Vasquez who is staring at her with the same question. What's going on there?

Letting her go, Olivia laughs awkwardly, before glancing at Vasquez for the last time.

" I didn't know you were with Mr. Vasquez! Hello, Mr. Vasquez!"

Vasquez nods in response, before glancing at the other people who are standing behind Olivia. The expression on Blake's is blank and somehow disappointing, he can feel it.

But his eyes follow the direction of Blake's stare which lands on Leona who is sitting with no emotions in her face.

" They are your friends. You trust them. don't you?"

He says