Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO

Unable to resist Alfred’s persistent nagging, Terence glanced around and decided to stop his electric bike.

He walked into a late-night restaurant by the street and shared his location with Alfred.

“Sir, what would you like to order?” The middle-aged restaurant owner approached, wiping his hands with a towel.

“Well, I’ll have a pot of clam chowder, a plate of buffalo-style chicken wings, a plate of beef stir-fry with noodles, and a plate of mac and cheese…” Hearing Terence order almost every dish on the menu, the restaurant owner was astonished.

“Sir, are you sure you can finish all that food by yourself?” “Hehe, I haven’t had a taste of hometown dishes in a long time, so I’ll indulge a bit more.” Terence insisted.

Without hesitation, the restaurant owner prepared the food as requested, without doubting whether he could afford it.

After about half an hour, all the late-night snacks were served, filling the entire table.

Terence was in high spirits, ready to savor every dish.

At that moment, the sound of motorcycle engines came from outside the restaurant, and a group of young men and women walked in.

It was Marilyn and her group once again.

They got off their motorcycles and were discussing a hot topic in town.

invested 150 million in our town for development.” “Wow, does that mean our rundown place is going to thrive?” “I heard he

is going to be even better.” “I wonder if this

fell into fantasy because she believed the life of a billionaire would

and saw Terence, they

you think you can finish all that late-night snacks by yourself?” “Haha, mind if we

middle-aged restaurant owner called

your elders? I’m warning you, don’t mess around in my shop!” “Haha,

Old man, you’re willing to treat us, aren’t you?” The group gathered around Terence, and although they didn’t sound threatening, their

a deep voice with a murderous aura

back and were scared out

arrived with dozens of black-clad men, just in

and presence were unmatched compared to Remus and

They were professionals.

trembled with fear and

wondered who the person in charge of

Alfred walked in confidently.

that this old man

saying, “Old Mr. Quillen, we have arrived.” Good.” Terence still smiled warmly

ago, the young people