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 was as if she was overcompensating or trying too hard to assert her dominance.

if you’ll honor your words,” Angela replied calmly as she took her time to assess the situation. “It doesn’t seem like you are planning to

assurance, and Florence couldn’t shake the feeling of déjà vu, as if

sensation as mere trickery of the mind, all

wasn’t on her agenda. Her deal with Jonathan was just a ploy to ease his hostility

she eventually set him free, it would be merely for show. She would still have someone

spark, there was usually a

in. Even if

that he wouldn’t tolerate any more manipulations. involving

scoffed, then turned to Christopher. Right, Christopher? You agree, don’t

his head in agreement. “Yes, yes. Miss Shelton

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stern look cut

Jonathan, seized the moment to speak her

it. But today, I want to have a

she clearly

this moment, she seemed to have found where Jonathan’s bottom line. lay. Even when mentioning Angela while speaking to him, she refrained from conveying any

words weren’t as sharp as before,

win over Jonathan,

more she was determined

coldly, unmoved by her attempts.

calm and stern demeanor, he was actually tightly holding her hand under the

squeezed his hand

her teeth and was ready to speak again when the door to the private room was

waiter bringing in the dishes.

first person to enter was still the

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much

his anxiety was that he had just discovered Florence’s true identity from her subordinates.

were important, but he hadn’t grasped just how crucial they were. Following Florence’s orders only amped

offend anyone, especially those of the Shelton Family, and definitely not Florence, who

check as he directed the waiters to

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

at the manager before the door closed.

different about him from when they had met outside.

not typical for someone to get increasingly nervous with each

couldn’t shake off the feeling that it might

meeting, but now it seemed like his attention had shifted

noticed her contemplative expression and asked in

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