Chapter 1019: Chapter 1019: A Sudden Inspiration_1 Chapter 1019: Chapter 1019: A Sudden Inspiration_1 “Is it really such a coincidence?” Peggy Lewis sounded slightly skeptical.
“It absolutely is.
You’ll know once you dine with more often,” Lyke Zhekova casually suggested they continue dining together in the future.
Peggy Lewis, as a perennial single, was adept at deciphering hidden anings in casual office conversations.
While innuendo flew right over the head of soone like Abigail Ackehurst, Peggy Lewis was attuned to it, able to grasp all underlying implications.
However, outside of work, she was clueless about the machinations of courtship—she didn’t realize that Lyke Zhekova was trying to woo her.
Lyke asked her about her usual pastis and discovered that most of her ti was spent with Cindy Clarke and Morgan Zhekova.
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Be it travelling or going out on weekends, Cindy Clarke and Morgan Zhekova were always in the picture.
Ever since Cindy married Adrian Zhekova, all of Cindy’s ti was monopolized by Adrian.
For Cindy to spend ti with Peggy Lewis, she had to wait till Adrian was occupied with work or out of town.
Given Adrian’s clingy nature, any free ti he had would be devoted to Cindy.
Although Adrian didn’t prevent Cindy from eting Peggy Lewis, his presence made her uncomfortable and less willing to relax.
However, Adrian was often busy with work.
He often worked overti.
And frequently traveled long distances.
Unless he was within the country, then he would usually return after two to three days.
But if he was out of the country, then he would be away for at least a week.
Cindy took those opportunities to spend more ti with Peggy.
In fact, Peggy Lewis was quite a hobody.
If Cindy Clarke and Morgan Zhekova didn’t co to see her, she would laze at ho on her own, hardly ever leaving her house.
Mrs.
Lewis often complained that if not for Cindy and Morgan, Peggy wouldn’t ever step out of her house.
She even worried that Peggy would harm her health being so reclusive.
Especially when she was on holiday, if not for Cindy and Morgan seeking her out, or if she didn’t have to go ho to see her parents,
Peggy’s Whatsapp pedoter count would typically be in the single digits if she was just chilling at ho.
When Mrs.
Lewis saw this, she would like Peggy’s update rcilessly,
Which Peggy interpreted as: “I know, you didn’t leave the house today!”
According to Mrs.
Lewis, even a trip to the bathroom with her mobile phone wouldn’t account for a count that hovers around single digits.
“I typically prefer activities that require minimal physical effort, like staying at ho watching a series or a movie, or building Lego at ho,” Peggy Lewis explained.
“I rember, Morgan also enjoys building Lego,” Lyke Zhekova recalled.
Peggy chuckled, “That’s because I nurtured his interest.”
“Cindy is a single parent.
On weekends, I would visit her place or she would co over to mine with Morgan.
On workdays, Cindy and Morgan basically lived at my place, occasionally cooking dinner,” she recollected.
“Back when Cindy’s career as a food blogger hadn’t stabilized, I would look after her.
Once her job beca stable, roles reversed and she started caring for instead.
I’m often busy with work.
Even if I end work on ti, I’d take a while to get back ho.
Which is why Cindy would usually head over to my place with Morgan straight after school and prepare dinner.
Then the three of us would have dinner together,” Peggy explained.
Lyke couldn’t help but laugh,”Don’t let Adrian hear about this, or he might get jealous.”
Given Adrian’s petty nature, he would forever bear a grudge against Peggy.
Peggy, realizing this, laughed, saying, “I definitely wouldn’t tell him.”
“Back when I used to assemble Lego bricks with Morgan, that’s how I nurtured his interest and appreciation for it.
Don’t underestimate him because of his young age.
He loves a challenge,” Peggy chuckled,” He started out with the Good Friends series and the City series, which were a bit more age-appropriate, but he quickly graduated to working on sets with more pieces.”
The sets with more pieces tended to be pricier classics, but fortunately, Cindy’s inco was sufficient to support his hobby.
“Don’t underestimate him because of his size.
He could assemble sets from the LEGO Neighborhood series and the Disney Castle all by himself,” Peggy could talk about Morgan Zhekova for hours.
Lyke, a patient listener, heard her out even though the conversation was mostly about Morgan.
However, he couldn’t stop himself from imagining a future where Peggy Lewis had a child of her own, assembling Lego with the kid.
The prospect filled him with warmth and happiness.
Peggy Lewis noticed that Lyke Zhekova could, in fact, handle spicy food well and wasn’t simply compromising to match her preferences.
Peggy herself was eating rrily, her lips glowing bright red from the hot pot’s oily broth.
“So having eaten here before, what do you think of the soup base?” Lyke inquired.
“One reason I’ve always liked this place is that it has an authentic soup base,” Peggy responded.
“When Cindy, Morgan, and I visited Sichuan, we once had a local hot pot and found its soup base to be particularly thick and savory,” Peggy related, “It got spicier the more you ate and remained aromatic.
Yet the hot pot in Belfard always fell a little short in comparison.”
“Even if the Sichuan hot pot restaurants were to set up franchises here, it seed like they had to adjust to the local palate, which made it quite different from what we had in Sichuan.
The hotpot from Bertrand York was the exception—it tasted quite authentic.
But it was a little far away.
This restaurant’s opening here made it more convenient for to have a al, which is likely why it’s one of the two authentically traditional hot pot places I’ve tried in Belfard.”
As for the service, the hot pot restaurant’s staff were well-trained—friendly without overwhelming their custors, allowing them to maintain a sense of personal space.
That’s what Peggy Lewis said when Lyke asked about her dining experience.
Through and through, apart from discussing affairs between both of them, Lyke mainly asked about dining related affairs.
Which led Peggy to believe that Lyke was indeed conducting a clandestine survey of the restaurant.
No other thoughts crossed her mind.
Concerning her enquiries about her daily life—since they were chatting at the table, they couldn’t possibly only talk about the restaurant’s operations, could they?
After their al, they made their way ho together.
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Lyke had a bit of beer, so Peggy suggested, “Driving right after drinking isn’t a good idea.
How about you co upstairs for so tea or sothing?”
Lyke didn’t drink much; the both of them only had a single bottle of beer.
But everyone knows drinking and driving don’t mix, that’s a given.
That was what Lyke was counting on.
He was trying to find a reason so compelling that Peggy couldn’t refuse.
His concern now was that when he ca back to claim his car, she wouldn’t invite him in.
So, Lyke, in a stroke of genius, decided to have so alcohol.
He didn’t drink often and didn’t drink much this ti either.
He was cautious about not leaving Peggy with the impression that he was irresponsible or enjoyed drinking, which would be detrintal.
Now he had managed to secure an invitation from Peggy, he happily accepted and headed back ho with her.
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