Of course I mind!
She was already nervous about eating with Warren Prescott, let alone with his friends.
Who knows if his friends are as cold as he is?
Besides, the al was just a formality, she didn’t want to et his friends at all.
However, Livia Sutton didn’t dare to refuse because Warren Prescott was already walking inside.
Livia Sutton could only muster the courage to follow him.
When Warren Prescott stopped, Livia Sutton was pleasantly surprised to find that his friend was a girl.
And a very beautiful girl at that.
The girl wore no makeup, only a pair of black contact lenses, yet still managed to capture her attention imdiately.
Livia Sutton thought her own face was already small, but upon seeing this girl, she was surprised to find there existed such a small face, seemingly smaller than a palm.
Furthermore, the red mole at the corner of the girl’s eye was particularly captivating, adding a dash of allure to her already pretty face.
It’s nice that it’s a girl, she could at least relax a little.
The girl also noticed their arrival at that mont, looked up and quickly scanned her, fixing her gaze on Warren Prescott.
"What’s up?"
A very cool voice, just as cold as Warren Prescott’s.
The corner of Livia Sutton’s mouth that curled into a smile fell back down.
Warren Prescott’s friend really was like him, a walking ice sculpture!
If she had known, she’d rather face a scolding from her own father than have this al.
As Livia Sutton was lanting, Warren Prescott had already pulled out a chair.
"All the tables are reserved, do you mind if we share one with you... all?"
After saying so, he didn’t wait for Ashley Shaw to respond, instead making a gesture inviting Livia Sutton to sit opposite Ashley Shaw.
Ashley Shaw frowned deeply.
Was Warren Prescott asking?
Why would he co here to share a table when he’s on a date with a girl?
Couldn’t the Eldest Young Master Prescott even get a table at a restaurant?
Or was he doing it on purpose?
She was about to ask them to leave, but seeing the girl opposite slightly trembling, she bit her lip and held back.
The other seed very scared...
Forget it, when Cillian Xavier cos back, they’ll leave and the table can be left for Warren Prescott and his date.
"Waiter!"
Warren Prescott raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and casually picked up the roses on the empty chair next to Ashley Shaw, tossing them onto the serving cart.
The waiter approached at the sound.
"Sir, you’d like to share a table?"
"Yes, the nu please."
The waiter glanced at Ashley Shaw, and seeing she didn’t speak, handed over the nu.
Warren Prescott glanced at the nu, suddenly rembered sothing, and handed it back to Livia Sutton.
"You order, I’m not picky."
Ashley Shaw’s lips curled into a slightly mocking smile.
Not picky?
Is there anyone pickier than Warren Prescott in the world?
If he weren’t so picky, her cooking skills wouldn’t have improved to rival a Michelin chef.
Indeed, in front of soone you like, anything can be compromised.
After handing the nu to Livia Sutton, Warren Prescott’s peripheral vision landed on Ashley Shaw beside him.
The corners of Ashley Shaw’s mouth held a mix of indifference and ridicule, which Warren Prescott saw clearly, bringing him unexpected pleasure.
Did she misunderstand his relationship with Livia Sutton and now feel upset?
If she’s upset, does that an... she still cares about him, and what she told Ariana Grant at school about not liking him anymore was actually untrue?
"I’ll just order these two, Warren, you choose the rest?"
Livia Sutton handed the nu back.
Warren Prescott took it, then looked directly at Ashley Shaw.
"What dishes have you ordered? Can you recomnd any?"
"Just these." Ashley Shaw wasn’t interested in saying more, letting Warren Prescott see for himself.
Warren Prescott’s heartbeat slowly quickened.
Sure enough, she was unhappy because of Livia Sutton.
Should he explain imdiately, or wait a bit?
If he waits, how long should that be?
Warren Prescott suddenly felt like a fool, facing Ashley Shaw, she didn’t need to do anything, and he was already at a loss.
Forget it, just explain directly!
Warren Prescott gritted his teeth, handed the nu to the waiter, and after saying "bring all the signature dishes," he turned back to look at Ashley Shaw.
"I want to..."
Just as Warren Prescott was about to introduce Livia Sutton, a familiar figure appeared beside their table.
"Archie? What are you doing here?"
It was Cillian Xavier.
He had gone to the car to grab sothing and, lost in thought on how to approach the topic, only noticed the two uninvited guests at the table when he returned.
"No tables, so we’re sharing one, hope you don’t mind?"
Warren Prescott forced a smile, the joy from his self-imagined scenarios doused like a cold shower.
The date turns out to be with Cillian Xavier, which wasn’t beyond his expectations.
However, the two little figures kissing on the cake seed even more glaring now.
Are they already together?
Ashley Shaw falling for soone this quickly seed unbelievable.
"We don’t mind, we’re almost done eating; the table will be yours shortly." Cillian Xavier said, glancing at Livia Sutton who sat silently.
At that mont, Warren Prescott suddenly asked him, "Archie, what’s that you’re holding?"
Cillian Xavier instinctively hid the file behind him.
"Nothing, just family stuff."
He said, seemingly calmly, asking Ashley Shaw, "Are you done eating?"
"I’m done." Ashley Shaw stood up, ready to leave.
"Hold on." Warren Prescott suddenly spoke, "You two... getting together without letting know? You should treat us to this al."
Ashley Shaw’s expression froze, wanting to explain, but swallowed her words back.
Why does it matter if Warren Prescott misunderstands?
Seeing Ashley Shaw silent, Cillian Xavier also gladly chose not to explain.
He then smiled and said, "You didn’t even let know you’ve t soone, rember to introduce them to us soti."
Us.
Those words sparked a hint of killing intent in Warren Prescott’s eyes.
Real killing intent.
But it vanished in an instant.
Ashley Shaw and Cillian Xavier wouldn’t end up together, even if they were inseparably in love, the Xavier Family would never agree to let Ashley Shaw in.
He was confident about Uncle Xavier and Aunt Xavier in this regard.
Either of them could easily surpass the level of his own mother, Claudia Jennings.
Cillian Xavier pointed to the seat next to Livia Sutton, indicating he should sit down.
"We can introduce now, no need to rush off, sit down and eat a bit more. I just have a quick matter to get your opinion on, it won’t take long, just a few minutes."
Faced with this, Cillian Xavier had no choice but to ask Ashley Shaw, "Sit down and eat a bit more?"
"I’m okay with it."
Ashley Shaw had invited Cillian Xavier for this al, so she’d follow his lead.
But after Ashley Shaw sat down, she didn’t hear Warren Prescott ntion any brief matters he needed a word on, instead heard him smiling as he asked Cillian Xavier, "Archie, Joy likes cake. You can’t finish such a big cake yourselves, mind if I cut a piece?"
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