Heir/s

CHAPTER 36

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We rode in a comfortable silence and arrived at the city center in no time. We did have small chats along the way but just some random things.

Now that I see her in a proper light, I can see how beautiful she is. We had an almost same skin but hers is whiter and looks softer. She also has a raven black hair that was tied elegantly.

She was also looking at me like she was studying me, and some emotions passes thru her eyes but was quickly masked.

"Thank you, Young man for the ride. Do you accept check? I'm afraid I don't have any cash with me" she said while she was rummaging her small handbag.

"That won't be necessary, Ma'am" I said. She looks at me like studying me intently and I didn't bulge.

"You are really something. How about dinner? Or anything? That, at least you can indulge me" she said. I tried declining the offer, but she insisted so I just agreed.

We are now inside one of the high-end restaurants in Siam's square. Now, with my current get up, people who looks at me will think I'm some kind of charity case inside an expensive restaurant.

The elegant lady, whose name I wasn't able to get was gliding elegantly to the reception. But before we she can even reach, a man in suit who introduces himself as the butler approached her and was guiding her to a roped-out table. I was also ushered as they saw I was with her.

As I was seated in the table in front of her, awkwardly trying to make my short and a t-shirt more presentable versus this coat and ties, she just gave me a little smile.

"Don't worry about your outfit. They wouldn't mind" she said kindly, taking pity on my futile attempt.

I looked around and some people were giving us a curious look but they way they look at me is like they are envious and wanted to be in my place.

"Dr. V, would you like to order now?" The butler asked as we are seated.

"Have the chef's choice and a bottle of Dom Pérignon. That would be all" she said dismissing the butler. She then look back at me.

"I hope you don't mind that I ordered for us. The chef's choice never disappoints, and I hope you like champagne or would you rather have some wine instead?" She asked kindly.

"No, what you order should be fine. Thank you" I said. she looks at me again calculating and it gives me chills. Like she is holding something.

"Alright, then. Let's just wait for the food" she said, and we continue our small talks.

"I'm Beam, by the way, Ma'am. I'm sure I didn't give you my name just yet. May I know yours?" I asked politely.

She has a small smile playing in her lips. She extended her hand to mine, her elegant, manicured fingers fascinated me. They look so soft. A hand of a surgeon.

"I'm Doctor V. nice to meet you, Beam." She said while we shake hands.

The mouth-watering dishes arrived, and champagne was pop open. We enjoyed the delicious food and as she said, the chef's choice didn't disappoint.

We talk over food, well, mostly I talk she only listen. I talk about school, life and practically everything. I was being comfortable with a stranger and was talking nonstop.

Your being too trusting will be the end of you, Beam. But what I can do! I feel comfortable with her, and my gut feeling was never wrong.

I knew about her being a surgeon. She's a cardiologist, which is one of the most expensive and difficult specialty. I told her I want to be like her, and she told me if I study and work very I could be one.