You walked into the business event, arms linked with your so-called ‘date’ as he watched your figure. He put down his glass of whiskey as he saw you and him, jaw clenched almost automatically.

Needless to say, he didn’t like him a bit.

He watched him leave your side for a while, after taking a final sip from his drink, he approached you, giving you a slight nod.

“It’s a pity that you chose him as a date. Pretty sure you had better options.”