Mason walked back into the restaurant, his mind still on Sarah and the Silas man, who had taken her away. He forced himself to focus as he approached the table where Diana Han was waiting for him.
Diana was the heiress of the Han Family, the second largest business family in Wuhan city. She was beautiful in the way that rich women often were - polished, perfect, and completely artificial.
"Mason, there you are," Diana said with a bright smile as he sat down. "I was starting to worry that you had left me."
"Sorry about that," Mason said, picking up his wine glass. "Business call."
Diana leaned forward, her hand reaching across the table toward his. "You work too much. You should learn to relax."
Mason pulled his hand away before she could touch him, pretending to reach for his napkin. Diana's touch made his skin crawl, just like others.
"The merger with your father's company," Mason said, steering the conversation back to business. "Has he made a decision?"
