Chapter fifty seven

"S…sir?”

Abigail's eyes widened in disbelief as she exclaimed in astonishment. Feeling the person behind her come to a stop, Phoebe turned around unsteadily, only to find herself staring at another tall figure, causing a surge of anger to well up within her.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking..." she began before she was interrupted.

Upon catching a glimpse of the man's face in the dim light, Phoebe trailed off, swallowing the rest of her words.

“B…boss?" she stuttered, echoing Abigail's earlier shock.

Dominic smiled.

"Are you surprised to see me?"

Abigail and Phoebe remained tense, thankful for the dim light that veiled their embarrassed expressions. Otherwise, their awkwardness might have led them to burst into laughter.

"Are you sitting there?" Dominic inquired, to which Abigail gestured towards a spot.

"Over there. Would you care to join us for a drink?"

It was a mere polite gesture, as Abigail assumed Dominic had brought a client to the club. However, she was taken aback when Do