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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the guilt flickering in her eye: betrayed her lack of confidence. It

honor your words,” Angela replied calmly as she took her time to assess the situation. “It doesn’t

couldn’t shake the feeling of

as mere trickery of the mind, all

with Jonathan was

merely for show. She would still have someone keeping him under

was a spark, there

using Christopher’s influence as her ticket in.

that he wouldn’t tolerate any more manipulations. involving Christopher, she remained skeptical.

then turned to Christopher. Right, Christopher? You

the sudden mention, Christopher bobbed his head in agreement. “Yes, yes. Miss Shelton is definitely…”

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cut him off

fully took her eyes off Jonathan, seized the moment to speak

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

by ‘only you,‘ she clearly meant Angela.

Even when mentioning Angela while speaking to him, she refrained from conveying

weren’t as sharp as before,

Jonathan, no

the more she was determined to

he responded coldly, unmoved

knew that despite his calm and stern demeanor, he was actually tightly

smiled and squeezed his hand

again when the door to the private room was abruptly

bringing in the dishes.

the restaurant manager, but this

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much more nervous than

had just discovered Florence’s true identity from

a hunch that the people at this table were important, but he hadn’t grasped just how crucial they were. Following Florence’s orders only amped up

definitely not Florence, who

nerves in check as he directed the waiters to serve the

swiftly placed on the table. “Please enjoy your meal, dear guests,” the manager said respectfully before making his

stole a glance at the

they had met outside. He seemed even more on edge

for someone to get increasingly nervous with each encounter with

the feeling that it might be her

had been courteous to Jonathan during their first meeting, but now it seemed like his attention had shifted to

expression and asked in a concerned tone as he leaned in

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