Isabella Weaver was absolutely delighted. No one in the world could be as overbearing as Harry Hunter. She woke up late, and he even blamed the sun!
"Is the Young Master coming home for lunch? If he's busy, we'll find a place to eat ourselves."
"The Young Master isn't coming back, but he's reserved a restaurant and said he'll dine with you."
"It's only eleven o'clock. Isn't it a bit early for him to eat with me?"
Harry Hunter usually had his lunch between 12 and 1 when working, and it was very regular unless Isabella was causing chaos, then the timing tended to vary.
"It's not too early. The Young Master didn't eat much in the morning, so he might be hungry now."
"Alright then, let's go find him and eat together."
Harry Hunter received the message that Isabella Weaver was coming to have lunch with him, and promptly finished his work and walked out of the high-rise building.
