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“Oh by the way, is this your boyfriend?” Iris Carter turned her head, adoringly gazing at Baron Stuart, then smiled broadly, feigning flirtation. “Nice to et you, I am Emily’s sister, Iris Carter!”
Baron Stuart looked up, his face impassive and cold, glanced at her, then directly picked up his cutlery, ignoring her.
He elegantly placed a piece of well-cut steak into his mouth, chewing unhurriedly. Even his eating mannerismo kept attracting people’s attention all the ti.
Despite his indifference, Iris Carter did not feel the slightest embarrassnt. It seed as if just looking at the man in front of her would make her die of happiness.
“Could you move aside? I want to eat.” Seeing her intoxicated state, Emily Walker spoke irritably, her expression cold.
Because Iris Carter was sitting too close to her, it made it quite inconvenient for Emily to eat.
Another point was that seeing her staring straight at the man across the table, Emily inexplicably wanted her to go away!
Upon hearing her, Iris Carter turned her head. Seeing Emily intending to grab the fork, she imdiately extended her hand, “Let help you!”
After saying this, she was about to grab the fork placed on Emily’s left side. But when her hand crossed over the glass of water on the table, Iris Carter secretly pulled up a hint of a smirk.
The next second, the glass of boiled water on the table suddenly overturned. The white tablecloth swiftly got wet all over, and the warm water slowly trickled down the tablecloth, dribbling onto Emily Walker’s purple evening dress.
“Ah-I” Emily Walker abruptly stood up, frowning slightly, looking at her dress in dismay.
Was this Iris Carter doing it on purpose?!
“Oh, I’m so sorry …” Iris Carter imdiately stood up in a flurry, reaching out to wipe the wet spots of Emily’s dress. “I’m so sorry, Emily. I, I just wanted to help you…”
She said with an apologetic look.
Help her? More like she wanted to drive her away, right?!
She was rely trying to eat. Did she really need to be so kind to help her get the cutlery? Could she not handle it herself? Really!
Seeing this, Baron Stuart put down the cutlery, his expression sowhat displeased as he glanced at Iris Carter across the table.
Emily knew very well that the whole purpose of Iris Carter’s actions were to get her to leave so she could get to know Baron Stuart.
But now she had to go to the restroom because a large portion of her dress had gotten wet and needed to be dried. She had to leave even if she didn’t want to.
“Could you please move?” she stood and said to Iris Carter with annoyance.
Seeing her about to leave, Iris was, of course, eager to step aside, but her face still maintained an apologetic expression.
“I am really sorry, Emily, I didn’t an to…”
Yeah! You didn’t an to, you wanted to!
Emily angrily brushed her off and headed straight for the restroom!
After Emily left, Iris was secretly thrilled. She looked at the man sitting on the chair and unabashedly sat down in Emily’s seat.
Baron Stuart’s face, cold as ice, his eyes as black as obsidian were lifted briefly, his long, full lashes icily sweeping over the woman who was sitting directly across from him.
“Are you Emily’s boyfriend?” Iris Carter asked, staring at him, her expression full of flattery. She was determined to snatch him!
Baron Stuart said nothing, leaning back casually, his right hand lightly playing with the platinum ring on his left finger.
The man’s cold and silent expression finally made Iris Carter realize that she was not welcod. She laughed embarrassedly..
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