Abel put down his fork again. He had no mood to continue eating.

Even if Abel ate the food, he would not be feeling well. He would only feel uncomfortable and could not digest the food.

"What I say now is useless. No one will believe me. Instead, everyone will think that I'm a scum who evades responsibility. Now even my mother thinks so!"

"You're indeed a scum!" Emmeline took a sip of cereal.

Hearing this, Abel suddenly stood up. "What did you say? You don't believe me?"

"The point is, I never understand you!"

"No one dares to criticize me like that!"

Emmeline could see that Abel was in a rage. Indeed, anyone would feel uncomfortable when being wronged. Not to mention Abel, who had power and was decisive.

Emmeline sighed again. She started to believe Abel when he showed his anger and pain.

"Forget it." Abel wiped his mouth with a tissue. "I don't want to explain to you anymore!"


Abel grabbed the suit jacket on the chair and was about to leave. But unfortunately, as he hung it on the back of the chair, it tore open.

"Ah!" Emmeline jumped from her chair. "It costs around ten thousand dollars!"

Abel dropped his torn suit jacket and left the cafe without looking back.

Around ten thousand dollars? So what? I can't wear a torn jacket. Moreover, I can go upstairs to change my suit. I have everything upstairs!

Seeing Abel go upstairs angrily, Emmeline took his torn jacket and shouted from behind, "Mr. Abel, I'll pay you for a jacket!"

But Abel ignored Emmeline. He changed into a black suit and went downstairs again. Then, he left without looking at her.

After seeing Abel leave coldly, Emmeline took out her mobile phone and sent Benjamin a message. After a while, Benjamin came over while wearing a face mask.

"What's the matter, Ms. Louise? Why do you call me in a hurry?"

"About this suit jacket." Emmeline handed Benjamin the torn jacket. "I need you to buy the same jacket."

"Ms. Louise." Benjamin took the suit jacket and looked at it carefully. "This is a high-end suit. There is no longer selling this suit in men's clothing stores."

"I don't know about men's clothing," Emmeline said, "Do you mean I have to customize it?"

"Yes, Ms. Louise," Benjamin answered, "A suit like this costs around three hundred thousand dollars. And they won't make it for you if you only want to customize a jacket."

"You mean I need to customize Abel a whole suit? But I didn't tear his pants!" Emmeline pouted.

"But this suit jacket and pants are a set. Even though you didn't tear his pants, that pants can't match with other jackets." Benjamin shrugged.

"But if I spend around three hundred thousand dollars to make him a suit, he will wonder where I get the money," Emmeline said, "I'd better pretend I don't know its price and buy him a suit worth around ten thousand dollars."

"On the surface, you just open a coffee shop with a small income. You will arouse Abel's suspicion if you buy a ten-thousand-dollar suit." Benjamin said, "You can only afford a suit around hundreds of dollars with this income."

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