Chapter 53

Halfway through the meal, the private room door swung open,

In walked a joyous Hackett Blackwell with a bottle of wine. “Why didn’t you tell me you are back, Edward? Look, I’ve brought you wine, bro. How’s that for a good friend, huh?”

He then placed a bottle of wine worth 140,000 dollars on the table.

Hackett pulled over a stool and opened the wine to have a drink with Edward Landor.

Meanwhule. Edward placed the peeled prawns on the lazy Susan and turned it to Natalie. Then he slowly removed his disposal plastic gloves.

Hackett was surprised to see Natalie and blurted, “Nat-” Then he realized she was Trevon Wilson’s secret wife. “Oh. Miss Foster, I didn’t expect to see you here.” he said awkwardly.

On the contrary, Natalie was not surprised to see him. “Hmm, do you need some cutlery, Mr. Blackwell?” she asked. Hackett and Trevon were in the same social circle, after all

On the other hand, Edward was curious how Natalie knew Hacken in the first place. “You two know each other?” he said.

They did not share the same social circles to his knowledge

Did he miss something in the past three years while overseas? Edward wondered.

Edward then turned his gaze to his sister, Sherri: he looked at her intently

Sherri was shocked by her brother’s stare, She was speechless, not knowing whether to continue with her meal or stop eating altogether.

Sherri quickly cleared her throat. “Ahem, well, we met Mr. Blackwell by chance. Yes, by chance. Mr. Blackwell, isn’t that right?” she fumbled, trying to explain

Then she lowered her eyes, trying to keep a low profile. She glared at Hackett from the corner of her eyes, signaling that he would die a painful death if he did not keep his mouth shut.

Hackert kept his eyes glued to the food in front of Natalie. Was Edward cuckolded? he wondered.

Natalie quickly shared half of her food with Sherri.

food

his lap. He had to hurry back to his private room to deliver the intelligence. The matter seemed

prior engagement. We shall meet again soon, Mr. Landor. Keep the wine for

not stop Hackett from leaving. Today’s gathering was with his friends; he preferred

crazy bugger! Don’t mix with such people, Edward, Sherri muttered.

how did you meet him?” Edward hounded her for an answer.

Blackwell pouring a glass of wine for Trevon Wilson

Trevon

than an inch away from each other up close, it looked like they were snuggling up

his absence. He had

and shrugged. “How would I

his words, yet he was dying to share the juicy gossip. He took out

Frank heard the ping but he did not care or want to

him there was a text notification.

know,” Frank

intention of

breath. “See

him to read the message. The latter had no choice but to look at his cell

his lips trembled slightly, but he bit on it in time. The message read like a short essay I saw Natalie dung with Edward and Sherri Landor next door-no big deal. But Edward served her like a queen. Don’t look like a casual relationship to me Natalie may be innocent, but Edward may feel otherwise. Do you think she’s cheating on

cheated on each other. Wow! What a pair!

their meal

while Natalie had an armful of her favorite

opened the door and bumped into a group of people.

the long black down jacket Edward

behind him before greeting Edward.

Mr. Wilson; long time no see. What a coincidence that

head. She would not have come here for dinner if she

exchanged pleasantries with Trevon, Sherri quietly bumped Natalie’s

her with question marks all over her face.

toward Trevon and gestured Natalie to look.

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