Joseph's table was conveniently positioned near the entrance, and I was sure he had seen me.
"Your husband and Amanda?" Andrew was clearly caught off guard by the situation.
I rolled my eyes and looked for a better spot further inside.
"Natalie, are you dining with Mr. Lewis? Why don't you join us?" Amanda said with a smile, pulling out a chair next to her.
Just as I was about to refuse, Andrew walked over and glanced at Joseph. "Ms. Harris, someone of your status shouldn't have to pull out a chair yourself."
Joseph snapped out of it and stood up. "Oh, look at me, too focused on eating." He moved to pull out the chair for me.
"Mr. Miller, no need. Natalie doesn't like to trouble others, so I'll do it," Andrew said with a smile.
I silently applauded him. Seeing the scar on my forehead that had just begun to heal, he likely pieced together what had happened to me.
I sat down, and Andrew casually handed me the menu. An eerie atmosphere hung over the table.
"I've already arranged everything. After this meal, you'll come to the studio tomorrow to practice," Andrew said.
I was taken aback. I hadn't even mentioned that I was planning a comeback, yet Andrew had already made the arrangements.