"These are beautiful!" Jessie Sterling exclaimed, looking at the photos of herself and Victor Morgan. The Sereine River was right beside them, and you could even see the hazy lights of the nightscape on the bank.
Most importantly, from where they were dining, the string lights on the tour boat's hull were visible just outside. It wasn't pitch black, just dimly lit, which created an especially atmospheric feel.
When the lights inside the restaurant brightened later, the photos became clearer and had more texture.
Wendy Lawson smiled the moment she heard Jessie Sterling's words.
'Looks like I made the right call coming here,' she thought.
"Miss Sterling, if you like them, I can send them to you now. My assistant and I took quite a few photos just now. Why don't you see which ones you like? I'll delete my copies after I send them," Wendy Lawson said tactfully.
