Chapter 142 Not Her Home
He looked at his phone.
“What do you think will happen if she is by my side for three years?”
“What?
Ryan didn’t listen carefully. He only heard the words “three years”.
Draven crossed his legs and looked at him in confusion. “You’re sick again.”
Ignoring him, Draven tidied up the documents on the table, picked up his phone, and got up. “Shall we have dinner?”
He was very calm, and he didn’t look like he was joking.
Ryan checked the time. “Now?
Should I have breakfast or lunch?”
He had already taken the car keys. “The L’Opera Restaurant is far away from the company. It takes nearly an hour to drive there. It’s almost time for dinner. If you don’t want to go, then forget it.”
He took a step forward.
Ryan, who was sitting on the sofa, was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he immediately jumped up and followed him.
“Of course! I’m going to eat!”
Before he could finish his words, the key was thrown in front of him.
“You drive.”
L’Opera Restaurant.
After learning of Dr. Charles’s arrival, Cierra reacted as if he were facing a great enemy.
She was nervous. Especially when Freddy personally went out to serve him, she was even unable to breathe smoothly in the kitchen, and she walked back and forth while causing the other chefs to be
nervous.
Layton couldn’t stand that. When had she ever been so cowardly?
“Don’t be nervous. There’s definitely no problem with your cooking. Besides, Isn’t it just a piece of cake for Dr. Charles to ask something? Those old bas*ard have great relationship.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he was beaten
“Brat, who the f**k is that old bas*ard?”
Freddy suddenly appeared behind him and scolded him with a sullen face.
Layton immediately became obedient. “I’m sorry. I was wrong!”
Freddy raised his chin and said, “Why don’t you cook when you know you’re wrong? How old are you? None of them are as unreliable as you!”
Layton immediately went to cook.
The kitchen was restored to order. As the fire started to burn, Cierra couldn’t wait any longer.
Since the moment she saw Freddy, her heart had started beating even faster, and she hurriedly ran over. “Freddy, how was it?”
Freddy became easy-going now and put his hands to the front.
He walked to a corner and whispered, “Cierra, I was just talking to that old bas*ard.
I thought that I would be able to let him help your mother. However, that old man has a bad temper, he only talked to me about eating and drinking. So…
Freddy’s words made Cierra feel helpless, she was not nervous. “Freddy, I’m asking what Dr. Charles wants to eat. How are you going to… If he gets angry, you’ll lose an old friend.”
She didn’t blame Freddy. After all, he wanted to help her.
However, it was said that Dr. Charles had a strange personality. He was only interested in delicious food and did whatever he wanted. If he was in a good mood, it would be fine. But if he was in a bad
mood, it would ruin their friendship.
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