Yara Reagan and Iris Lockwood naturally saw it too.
They had just gossiped about someone less than an hour ago, and now they’re seeing the person in person, making both of them feel somewhat awkward.
Evelyn Clayton, however, remained composed, simply pretending not to see Keith Donovan, and casually lowered her eyes.
But Yara Reagan and Iris Lockwood couldn’t avoid it.
As soon as Keith Donovan saw them, he walked straight over to them.
"What a coincidence," Keith Donovan’s voice was rather indifferent, "to run into you here."
It was unclear who he was addressing, whether it was Evelyn Clayton or all three of them sitting there.
Seeing Evelyn Clayton’s indifferent expression, Yara Reagan had no choice but to speak up, not letting Keith Donovan’s words fall to silence.
"Director Donovan, it’s been a while," Yara Reagan stood up to shake his hand, her smile natural, "We were just talking about you."
Keith Donovan chuckled, "Oh, talking about me? Hopefully not saying bad things?"
Iris Lockwood lightly coughed and laughed, "Director Donovan, what are you saying? What bad things could we possibly say? We have no grievances."
As she spoke, Iris Lockwood also laughed and asked, "Director Donovan, haven’t you had lunch yet? The food here is quite good. How about this, whatever you spend today, it’s on me."
Iris Lockwood cheerfully called over a waiter to tidy up the table, inviting Keith Donovan to sit down.
Keith Donovan waved his hand, with a smile that wasn’t quite sincere, "No need, no need. I wouldn’t dare impose on you three for a meal, besides I can’t waste time here, I need to head back."
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Yara Reagan’s eyebrows subtly furrowed and she quietly waited for Keith Donovan to finish ordering before asking, "Director Donovan, what are you in a rush to do?"
"James has woken up. I’m bringing him some food," Keith Donovan said dismissively and fell silent, but he couldn’t help glancing at Evelyn Clayton nearby.
Seeing Evelyn Clayton’s calm expression and no reaction, Keith Donovan snickered inwardly.
He really underestimated her before.
As it turns out, the most heartless person in the world is Evelyn Clayton.
Yara Reagan and Iris Lockwood exchanged glances, neither knowing what to say next, making the atmosphere a bit awkward for a moment.
Fortunately, the waiter soon brought over the food Evelyn Clayton and the others had ordered to take away.
After paying, the waiter glanced at the bill and hurriedly said, "Miss, did you make a mistake? You’ve overpaid by five hundred."
"No mistake, I’m covering this gentleman’s bill too," Evelyn Clayton looked at Keith Donovan, slightly smiling, "It’s just a token of our regard, we won’t be visiting Director Grant, Director Donovan, goodbye."
These words inexplicably hit the funny bone for Iris Lockwood and Yara Reagan. Afraid of being misunderstood by Keith Donovan, they quickly left with Evelyn Clayton.
Keith Donovan was both angry and amused as he watched their backs.
After a short while, the dishes he ordered were ready.
"How much?" Keith Donovan took the take-out bag and asked gruffly.
The waiter cautiously said, "Sir, that lady already paid. There’s even more than a hundred left over, should I refund you—"
"No need!" Keith Donovan glared, "I asked how much!"
Waiter: "Three hundred, three hundred forty-two..."
Keith Donovan scanned the code, took the take-out bag, and stormed off.
Ten minutes later, Keith Donovan returned to the hospital room.
He kicked the door open, his fuming demeanor startling James Grant, who glanced at him with slightly opened eyes.
James Grant felt a bit troubled and closed his eyes again, not wanting to bother with him.
Keith Donovan deflated slightly, dragged a chair over to the bedside, and noisily unpacked the food containers and took out chopsticks.
Finally, James Grant couldn’t hold back.
"Do you have an issue? Or would you like to lie down here?"