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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in her eye: betrayed her lack of confidence. It was

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

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

off the sensation as mere trickery of the mind, all the while pondering Angela’s

on her agenda. Her deal with Jonathan was just a ploy to ease his hostility toward her.

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

was a spark, there was

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

he wouldn’t tolerate any more manipulations. involving Christopher,

it,” Florence scoffed, then turned to Christopher. Right,

guard by the sudden mention, Christopher bobbed his head in agreement.

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stern look cut him off

took her eyes off Jonathan,

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

by ‘only you,‘ she clearly meant

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

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

Jonathan, no

she faced, the more she was determined

responded coldly, unmoved by her attempts.

knew that despite his calm and stern demeanor, he was actually tightly holding her hand under the

squeezed his hand

was ready to speak again when the door to the private room was

was the waiter bringing

was still the restaurant manager, but

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profusely and much more

anxiety was that he had just

at this table were important, but he hadn’t grasped just how crucial they were. Following Florence’s orders only amped up his nerves.

Florence, who was not just back but

kept his nerves in check as he directed

placed on the table. “Please enjoy your meal, dear guests,” the manager said

stole a glance at the manager before the door closed.

different about him from when they had met outside. He seemed even more on edge

not typical for someone to get increasingly nervous with each encounter with

couldn’t shake off the feeling that it might be her imagination.

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

your mind?” Jonathan noticed her contemplative expression and asked in a concerned tone as he leaned in closer.

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