Chapter 417 Dishes Tampered

“You’re curious, huh? Well, some things are just meant for Mr. Lawson’s ears.” Florence sighed, her disappointment evident.

Angela’s brow furrowed slightly as she calmly studied Florence’s expression.

“If there are matters you can’t spill in public, let’s focus on what we can share,” Angela suggested coolly while locking eyes with her. She then casually glanced over at Christopher, who was sitting quietly beside Florence, and added, “Once we’re done, it’s time to return him to us.”

Christopher remained a silent figure in the background and did not react when he was being mentioned.

Florence’s frown deepened, and frustration bubbled up inside her.

She hadn’t expected Angela’s sharp tongue to nearly leave her speechless.

But when the latter noticed Florence’s lack of response, she quickly asked, “You wouldn’t go back on your word, would you, Miss Shelton?”

Florence blurted out, “Of course not! I keep my promises.”

Her mood soured even more, and because she was talking to Angela, even the smile that had been on her face disappeared.

Angela fixed her gaze on Florence, her eyes probing and her expression indifferent.

Under her scrutinizing gaze, Florence felt uneasy and angered.

“What’s with the stare–down? You doubt my word?” She shot Angela a defiant look while hoping to shift the focus away from herself.

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eye: betrayed her lack of confidence. It

her time to assess the situation. “It doesn’t seem like you are planning to cut me loose,

air of assurance, and Florence couldn’t shake the feeling of déjà vu, as if she were facing

blinked, trying to brush off the sensation as mere trickery of the

Her deal with Jonathan

for show. She

spark, there was usually a

using Christopher’s influence as her ticket in. Even if Jonathan shut her out later, she had another card to

his warning that he wouldn’t tolerate any more manipulations. involving

it when I see it,” Florence scoffed, then turned to Christopher. Right, Christopher?

Christopher bobbed his head in agreement.

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cut him off abruptly.

took her eyes off Jonathan, seized the moment

myself, no doubt about it. But today, I want to

she clearly

Jonathan’s bottom line. lay. Even when mentioning Angela

words weren’t as sharp as before, her

Jonathan, no matter what obstacles lay

more hurdles she faced, the more she was determined to

unmoved by her

and stern demeanor, he was

squeezed his hand

and was ready to speak again when the door to the

waiter bringing

the restaurant manager, but this time,

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profusely and much more nervous than

his anxiety was that he had just discovered Florence’s true identity

at this table were important, but he hadn’t grasped just how crucial they

couldn’t afford to offend anyone, especially those of the Shelton Family, and definitely not Florence, who was not just back but also poised to take over the Shelton Family’s legacy.

nerves in check as he directed the waiters to serve the dishes.

after plate of mouth watering delicacies were swiftly placed on the table. “Please enjoy your meal, dear guests,” the manager said respectfully before

the manager before the door closed.

him from when they had met outside. He

someone to get increasingly nervous with

shake off the feeling that it might be her

courteous to Jonathan during their first meeting, but now it seemed

Jonathan noticed her contemplative expression and asked in

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