Billionaire and His Scheming Beauty novel Chapter 29

But Virginie did not expect Olivier to just sit there unbothered, with an arm casually laid on the table. His rolled-up sleeve reveal his clearly-defined muscle, giving off an air of a matured man.

Olivier did not react at all. His handsome face remained indifferent.

Virginie's heart sank. She felt a panic she had never felt before, looking at him in stunned silence.

When Olivier looked at her, his eyes were a depressing dark.

"I'll ask Raoul to take you home."

Just like that, Virginie sank into an indescribably deep abyss. They had not had dinner, Olivier did not say anything about Fleur's actions, and Fleur even compared her to Madame Bovary...how could she stand it all?

This harsh feeling only increased, being right in front of Olivier. Virginie did not know what to say.

Fleur was also silent, deep in thought.

"No need, I'll drive myself." Virginie whispered, getting up. Before she took another step, a voice came: "Oh, everyone's here."

It was Simon Muller.

Like Fleur, Simon straight up got a chair from a waiter and sat down. He was finally in a change of clothes, wearing a navy blue shirt and long black trousers, giving his features a distinct maturity.

"Aren't any of you eating?" Simon said, signaling the waiter to bring a menu over.

Fleur said lazily, "Olivier and I will get the most expensive thing on the menu."

Simon glanced at her, then at Olivier. "Do you not know how to use your hands or did Olivier forget how to use his mouth?"