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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betrayed her lack of confidence. It was as if she was overcompensating or

Angela replied calmly as she took her time to assess the situation. “It doesn’t seem like you are planning to cut

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

to brush off the sensation as mere trickery of the mind, all the while pondering Angela’s words.

Jonathan was just a ploy to ease his

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

where there was a spark, there was usually

this time by using Christopher’s influence as her ticket in. Even if Jonathan shut her

wouldn’t tolerate any more manipulations. involving

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

guard by the sudden mention, Christopher bobbed his

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look cut him

Jonathan,

you myself, no doubt about it. But today, I want to have a chat with you,

by ‘only you,‘ she

bottom line. lay. Even when mentioning Angela while speaking

words weren’t as sharp as before, her determination remained unwavering.

over Jonathan, no matter what obstacles lay ahead.

she was determined

unmoved by her

stern demeanor, he was actually tightly holding

squeezed his hand back.

Florence clenched her teeth and was ready to speak again when the door to the private room was abruptly pushed open.

the waiter bringing in the dishes.

to enter was still the restaurant

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and much more

had

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 his

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

he directed the waiters to

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

at the manager before the door

had met outside. He seemed

typical for someone to get increasingly nervous

feeling that it might be

but now it seemed

on your mind?” Jonathan noticed her contemplative expression and asked

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