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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authoritative, but the guilt flickering in her eye: betrayed her lack of confidence. It was

she took her time to assess the situation.

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

to brush off the sensation as mere trickery of the mind, all the

deal with Jonathan was just a

she eventually set him free, it would be merely for show. She would still have someone keeping him under close watch, just in case.

was a spark, there was usually a blaze.

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

any more manipulations. involving Christopher, she remained

Florence scoffed, then turned to Christopher. Right, Christopher?

guard by the sudden mention, Christopher bobbed his head

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stern look cut him

never fully took her eyes off Jonathan, seized the moment to

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

she clearly meant

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 clear or overly negative subjective

words weren’t as sharp as

was determined to win over Jonathan, no matter what obstacles lay

she was

he responded coldly, unmoved by her

despite his calm and stern demeanor, he was actually

and squeezed his

speak again when

the waiter bringing in

was still the restaurant manager, but

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and much more nervous

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

but he hadn’t grasped just how

definitely not Florence, who was not just back but also poised to take

his nerves in check as he directed the waiters

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

glance at the manager before the door

when they had met outside. He seemed even more on edge

for someone to get increasingly nervous

the feeling that

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

her contemplative expression and asked in

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