Coolest Girl in Town

Chapter 742

 Yuri thought it was impolite to continue declining, so she accepted the chicken wing and took a small bite.

"How is it? Delicious, right?" Tara asked excitedly, as if she was the one who made it.

"Yeah, it's nice," Yuri replied politely.

Brendan's face darkened even more at her words.He was sure that she hated him, not the food.

"Brendan is really good with his hands.Since he's great at making clothes, cooking isn't a huge problem for him," Madeline proudly boasted.

"Speaking of which—"

Tara continued the conversation.

"—I've always been a fan of Mr.Brendan's designs.I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking, though.Whoever marries you would have such a happy life."

"Oh, right!"

She paused and turned around to grab Brendan's jacket.

"My birthday's coming up, Mr.Brendan.Can I make a reservation with you to make a gown for me?"

Madeline rolled her eyes at Tara's question, thinking that no one was interested when Tara's birthday was.

"Brendan's atelier is packed.I'm afraid he won't have time for new jobs,"

Madeline piped in.

"Oh no, what a shame.I've always dreamed of wearing a gown designed by Mr.Brendan for my birthday banquet.Seems like it won't be happening."

Tara sighed dejectedly and lowered her head.

Meanwhile, Yuri was like an outsider throughout the whole conversation.She was calculating the calories on each bite of the chicken wing as she thought about how much she would need to exercise to burn it off later.

However, Brendan's eyes were on her all the time.He saw no reaction from her, and his fists tightened in his pockets.

Out of spitc, he agreed to Tara's request.

"I can do that for you if you require it, Miss Lambert."

"Really?! Tara lifted her head at his words.

She jumped up excitedly and hugged him.

great, Mr.Brendan. Thank you so

"Ahem Ahem!"

coughing, trying to hint at them to mind their distance.Noticing her cough, Tara let Brendan

said shyly, "I'm sorry.I got too excited.Mr.Brendan,

still in her world, thinking about the

that point, Brendan was burning with rage at her indifference.His rage came and went, but

Tara, and

one she was not fond of kept intruding.She had

up her sleeves and dragged Tara toward the

from a heatstroke.Come here! Go down and cool off for a

"No, Mrs.Griffith.I—"

no need

did not let Tara speak and took

this safe for you.Don't worry,

"No, I—"

not get to finish her sentence, and she was pushed into the pool by Madeline with a splash.Soon, Tara resurfaced and shrieked with her arms flapping around, "Help me! I

"Huh?"

had

swim either.If both of us were to fall into the water at the same time, who

right—their vibes did not match

the commotion and

that Tara was going to drown, he had no choice but to take off his shirt

on the floor.He nonchalantly took a bite off his skewer and said, "She

"Shut up."

Madeline pushed him aside.

used the other hand to pump her fist, punching it again

many tries, Tara finally coughed out

breath and

too weak.You should

that, she helped Tara to

clothes.You're shocked and cold.You should rest in the

no one can disturb

him a wink, hinting at him to grab

at Yuri, but she avoided his gaze.His pride was ignited at

around and walked in

Spot in one of the private booths, the lights were

up

in with

"Still not picking up."