Rowan scoffed. "Evergreen Pavilion? What’s so special about it?"
"I’ve been away for a while and just got back. I don’t know much about these places," the person pressed on.
It was the perfect moment for Thorne to show off, so Rowan wisely shut his mouth.
Thorne took a slow drag from his cigarette, his lips curling into a smug smile as he leaned against his Bugatti Veyron.
"Evergreen Pavilion isn’t exactly open to the public," he drawled.
"It was built to entertain important guests of the owner. Sometimes, when the city government is handling major investment deals, they hold their meetings here."
"Forget about me, even my father isn’t qualified to get a membership card for this place."
As he spoke, he cast me a knowing glance, the smirk never leaving his face.
"The only reason I could come today is that Lilith lent me her membership card. Otherwise, even with my father’s status, we wouldn’t have stood a chance of getting in."
"What?!"
"Lilith actually lent you something that important?"
"Boss, if you put in just a little more effort, I swear, you and Lilith might really have a shot!"
Rowan exaggerated his reaction, his voice full of mock enthusiasm.