Exclusive Memory novel Chapter 24

There was no expression on Francis's face. He sat in front of Ashley and asked, "why do you want to see me? Just tell me."

"Let's eat first. I'm hungry." Then she called the waiter over.

They had eaten together a lot of time when they were in love and knew each other's tastes well. Ashley ordered two crab cakes and a pigeon soup, and then left the rest to Francis. Francis added a steamed turbot, a bamboo shoots and a rich man.

A lightning streaked outside, followed by a loud thunder. After a short while, it began to rain, and the raindrops hit the glass window near the table, making the clatter sound.

To improve their relationship, bad weather like this was very beneficial, because the danger outside would urge people to come closer. It was human nature.

"In fact, I don't have anything important." Ashley picked up a piece of bread with a fork, dipped it into the ice-cream ball and said, "I just want to have a chat with you."

Ashley had thought about telling Francis that Sheila had framed her up, but Ashley didn't have any evidence. No matter what, Sheila was his fiancee, and she had a history herself, so Francis would not believe her. On the contrary, he would think that she was a sinister person. This was more detrimental to their relationship.

Since the truth had come out, it would not be buried. It was better to wait for the right time to let Francis find the truth. At that time, Francis must hate Sheila very much. And if Sheila lost the love of Francis, Sheila must be miserable. After all, she cared about Francis so much.

"Really?" Francis was not interested in her at all. The problem was that he still held a grudge against her. It was not easy for him to accept her again.

"You have a good relationship with Dylan? Why didn't you know he is your friend before?"

"We have not gotten in touch with each other for almost two years, and Dylan has already taken over some business of Hanfu Films. We are just business partners, so we are not even friends."

"Last time I saw you in the restaurant, were you talking about cooperation?"

"Yes." Taking a sip of soup, Francis continued, "Dylan told me that he had a crush on you."

"What?" Ashley almost spat out the food in her mouth and wondered what the hell had Dylan told Francis.

"Didn't he tell you?"

Of course not. How could she believe what Dylan said? It must be nonsense. Ashley was confused and shocked, "I didn't know that."

"Yes. Although Dylan is excellent in every aspect, he has a promiscuous private life. I don't think he can trust."

'Is Francis showing concern for me?' Ashley wondered.

Ashley couldn't help laughing and chuckled, "okay."

Francis sat opposite her and was a little lost in her smile.

After dinner, they went home respectively. Looking back upon the whole meeting, Francis disliked Ashley and didn't want to talk to her. But he was a gentleman and he didn't embarrass her by answering every question. Instead, he asked her some personal questions.

Overall, the meal was harmonious, it was a good start.

On the bus home, Ashley remembered what happened just now and called Dylan.

After a long time, he answered, "Hello, Ashley."

"Were you sleeping just now?" She felt something was wrong with his voice.

Dylan cleared his throat and sat up. "Yes, I slept for a while. Why do you call me?"

"Tell me, are you telling Francis that you are chasing me?"

"Oh, you mean this." It was obvious that the woman was blaming him. Dylan changed his attitude and said with a smile, "I said that to make him jealous. It is better for your relationship."

"Really?"

"Right. Men always fight for what they want. The more you are popular, the better he feels about you and the more he likes you." Hearing the voice from the other end of the line, Dylan could not help but ask, "where are you now? It is raining heavily."

"In the bus."

"……" Dylan kept silent for a few seconds and then asked, "are you so poor? Take a taxi to go home in such a bad weather! Why are you taking the bus?"

"Yeah, I am kind of poor. Since I graduated, my father has stopped offering me living expenses. I should make money by myself and be careful not to spend too much."

Dylan had met many rich second generations from wealthy families who was poor, so he didn't think too much about it. He asked, "how do you know that I have said that I want to pursue you? Have you met with Francis again in private?"

"Yes. We had dinner together."

"Really?" The excitement on Dylan's face brought him back to his senses. "How's it going?" He asked.

"As you said, I am playing hard to get. I treated him as a friend and chatted with him. He would answer my questions, but his attitude is indifferent."