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 was as if she was overcompensating or trying too hard to assert

words,” Angela replied calmly as she took her time to assess the situation.

moment, Angela emanated an air of assurance, and Florence couldn’t shake the feeling

off the sensation as mere trickery of the

with Jonathan was

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

spark, there was usually a

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

his warning that he wouldn’t tolerate any more manipulations. involving Christopher, she

scoffed, then turned

bobbed his head

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look cut him off abruptly.

eyes off Jonathan, seized the moment to speak

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

you,‘ she clearly meant Angela.

mentioning Angela while

though her words weren’t as sharp as before,

Jonathan, no matter what obstacles

she was determined

responded coldly, unmoved

calm and stern demeanor, he was actually tightly holding her

squeezed his hand back.

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

bringing in

was still the restaurant

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sweating profusely and much

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

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

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

in check as he

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

the manager before the door

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

for someone to get increasingly nervous with each

the feeling that it might be her imagination.

Jonathan during their first meeting, but now it seemed like

contemplative expression and asked in a concerned tone

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