Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 122 Caught Red–handed

The trio, Lawrence, Gabrielle, and Macy, were still in the Fragrance Restaurant. They hadn’t placed an order for food yet as Macy and Lawrence first exchanged pleasantries. After hearing what Lawrence had said, Gabrielle opened the menu unceremoniously.

“We‘re ready to make an order. Please serve us specialty dishes except for seafood. Make sure it’s enough for the three of us. Thank you,” she indicated to the waiter with a smile.

“What were the specialty dishes?” Lawrence thought to himself. But he knew that all of them were expensive and delicious. “This girl is good at eating,’ he mused as he smiled to himself.

“Gabrielle, why don’t you like seafood?” he asked with curiosity.

“I’m allergic to it,” she replied without beating around the bush.

She had always been direct when it came to life-saving matters, especially as it concerned her directly. If she ate too much seafood, it would kill her immediately. She didn‘t dare to take the risk

“Now I know. I’ll keep this in mind. From this

moment on, we won’t eat seafood when we go out for lunch,” he said as he looked at her seriously as if he was asking for a reward. 2

“We won’t have any lunch date after this, Lawrence. This is the first and also the last time. So you don’t have to remember that I’m allergic to seafood,” she said to him coldly as she rolled her eyes.

He didn’t care whether she would have a meal with him again later in the future. All he cared about was having a meal with her and for this reason, he would always remember it.

“So tell me, Gabby. What else are you allergic to? I can memorize all now for future purposes,” he asked her seriously. i

She didn’t want to answer such a question.

“Vice Mr. Hughes, are you…” Macy paused for some seconds before she continued, “are you interested in making Gabrielle your woman?” She had observed them for a long time and finally found some clues. She noticed the way he wanted to know all about her.

“Oh my God! Vice Mr. Hughes wants Gabrielle to be his. Just look at him. No matter what she says to him, he doesn’t mind, but accepts them all cheerfully. He is not angry, but happy, as if he was shot by Cupid, ‘Macy thought as she smiled to herself.

in love with Gabrielle. His eyes were all over

Gabrielle, then am I related to

interesting to think about it.

said facing her. “There is

his woman? How can I be his woman?’ she thought to herself. There was nothing like that and

said, “You’re right, Macy. I want to make Gabby mine, but she has been turning me down. If I need your help, will you be willing

was taken aback, and then she understood. She realized that he was going to ask her more about his object of interest, but as it were, she

already

their other classmates because she was closer to her than the others and talked a bit more. But even at that, she didn’t know

a very powerful family, others said she was adopted as a child bride by

rumors. How could

not to ask. If she was her friend, it would

acting this way, I won‘t have lunch with you anymore. You two can have lunch together since you’re enjoying each other’s company.” Gabrielle gesticulated with her hands. She took a brief look at him calmly, her

she said that he shot another question at her. “Gabby, are you jealous of the way your

looking at her

interacting?” he asked mischievously.

to call him Mr. Hughes politely, but now she called him by his first name, which meant

stop. Let’s eat.” He immediately raised his hands in total

restaurant. On the second floor opposite the building, there was also a stylish Western

a table beside the window on the second floor. Their looks attracted other female guests

looks. Whether men or women, any good-looking person would be very captivating to people around him or her. But fortunately for them, the female guests here were a little

looked gentle and gentlemanly while the other looked gloomy and cruel. The latter also kept looking

fine when they got here, but all of a sudden, he had

of Ordest Advertising. He had asked Westley out for lunch today to talk about the advertising of the Morris Group for the

 terms, the advertising department of the Morris Group was in charge of the advertisement matters of the group. Only the large–scale advertising at the end of each season would be handled by Brent. After several years of cooperation, Westley and Brent had already become friends solely from a pure