Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband Chapter 212: 212: Isn’t There a Location There?

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Calling her so affectionately, really shaless and unrivaled in the world.

“Let’s go.” Without waiting for Emily to reply, Baron Stuart led her directly to the restaurant’s grand entrance.

Watching the two of them walk in, Iris Carter still looked infatuated.

She had to find a way to steal this high-quality man!

Compared to Emily, she was more qualified to be with that man.

“Enough, that girl said he’s her boyfriend. You don’t have a chance, so hurry up and et Boss Beckham with !” Seeing her daughter’s infatuated expression, Elia Parker couldn’t help but break her delusion.

However, on second thought, that little bitch Emily actually found such a high-quality man. It’s unfair that such a good man should be with her Leanne!

“Who says I don’t have a chance?” Iris angrily looked at her mother, then looked back at the restaurant doorway, “He’s just a boyfriend, they’re not married. Even if they do get married, it doesn’t an I can’t steal him.”

“Yes, yes. Before you steal him, co with to et Boss Beckham!” Elia said while pushing her daughter into the French Restaurant.

This restaurant is very prestigious in E City and is mostly full during al tis.

Most custors usually reserve tables in advance, but Baron Stuart’s arrival today was abrupt, and at this ti, the restaurant was filled with guests.

For a mont, there were no private rooms available, and the restaurant manager apologized personally, “I’m very sorry, Young Lord, all the private rooms are full today.”

All the private rooms were occupied, if it were only a reservation, he, as the manager, could still manage to arrange it.

But it was now during the regular alti, and every private room was filled. It wouldn’t be appropriate to ask custors to leave halfway through their al, right? This would have a significant impact on their restaurant.

But they couldn’t afford to offend this person in front of them either, and the restaurant manager hesitated for a mont, not knowing what to do.

At the side, Emily looked around and noticed that the restaurant was indeed doing good business, with every place basically filled with distinguished guests.

“Isn’t there a seat available there?” Emily glanced over and unintentionally saw an empty elegant seat. She turned her head and looked at the restaurant manager quizzically.

The manager, hearing her words, looked in the direction she pointed and hesitated for a mont, “Do you an to sit at that seat, Lady?”

Baron Stuart had always reserved private rooms for each visit. Moreover, people with his status usually didn’t sit in elegant seats, which made the restaurant manager slightly puzzled.

“Has that seat been reserved too?” Seeing the puzzled expression of the manager, Emily thought that the seat had been reserved.

The restaurant manager hastily shook his head, “No, no, just… ” He looked at Baron Stuart with a troubled expression, “Does the Young Lord want to sit there?”

Baron Stuart looked calmly at the elegant seat not far away. Although she didn’t like crowded places, he thought it would be nice to make an exception for tonight since his mood was good.

“That place will do.”

Upon hearing this, the restaurant manager imdiately breathed a sigh of relief, quickly smiled, and said, “All right, this way please, Young Lord.”

Actually, the elegant seats here were quite high-class, with each seat separated by carved glass. One could only see the elegant seat across from the corridor, so it wasn’t very conspicuous.

As soon as the two of them sat down, the waiter imdiately brought tea and nus, with all services being perford according to private room standards.

After all, no one dared to slack off in front of this big shot!

Opening the nu, Emily couldn’t help but widen her eyes. The dishes here were… too expensive..