"I originally didn't want to explain why I'm late, since no matter the reason, it wouldn't be a sufficient excuse."
Hearing this, Fiona Schmidt nodded, agreeing with his point of view, but she added, "You don't have to apologize, it's only 11:59, you're not late yet, I was just saying!"
Faced with her half-joking remarks, the man laughed again, and Fiona popped a piece of cucumber into her mouth, looking up at him.
No matter how she looked, she felt that this General Holmes wasn't interested in her. His gaze was completely indifferent, without a hint of amazement, just like how she felt about him.
"Lewis Holmes..." She put down her cutlery and suddenly lowered her voice to ask, "Is this your first blind date too?"
"Yes." The man answered quite straightforwardly.
"Really?" Fiona was a bit surprised, and she nodded, "…But with your looks and conditions, it shouldn't be hard to find a girlfriend, right? Could it be that your standards are too high?!"
