I couldn't believe my eyes as I stared at the elaborate feast laid out before me. The garden pavilion had been transformed into a private dining sanctuary, with delicate flower arrangements surrounding a table set with crystal and fine china.
"Mrs. Sinclair," I said, my voice barely above a whisper, "this is too much."
Chef Lin personally approached the table, bowing slightly. "I've prepared a special menu today, Ms. Shaw. Mr. Sinclair mentioned your preferences for subtle spices and seafood."
My heart skipped a beat. Sebastian remembered such specific details about me?
"Please enjoy," the chef continued. "I'll be serving each course personally."
As he retreated to his portable kitchen station, I reached for my phone under the table. My fingers trembled slightly as I texted Vera.
*You won't believe this. Sebastian hired CHEF LIN just for lunch with his mother. Because I mentioned ONCE that I liked his food.*
