His Dangerous Love novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57 She Was Ungrateful

Jefferson fumbled for a packet of cigarettes, tapped the cigarette case with his fingertips, pulled out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth.

Elianna fully intended to ingratiate herself with Jefferson and hurriedly picked up the lighter on the dining table to light the cigarette for him.

After practicing this a few times, Elianna was able to smoothly light a cigarette with his lighter.

The cigarette was on top of the flame. Lights flickered, and smoke rose.

"I ordered all of Jeff's favorites. Do you want to order anything else?"

Darren was looking at Elianna when he said it. The menu was placed on the dining table and rotated to Elianna's hand.

Elianna glanced at Jefferson before taking the menu. Until now, she didn't have his permission to stay.

Elianna carefully took the menu, pulling it from the dining table toward her and glancing at Jefferson meanwhile.

Jefferson blew a smoke ring. "What's the holdup?"

Although Jefferson was rude, he allowed her to stay.

Elianna perked up and took the menu off the dining table in a whoosh.

Elianna had already filled her stomach and ordered a cup of juice and a small cake.

After getting the menu, Elianna rolled up her sleeves and cleaned up the tableware for Jefferson.

She had red marks on her wrists from last night. A touch of bright red on her delicate white wrist was particularly eye-catching.

The dishes were served after covers were laid for three. Elianna began to busy herself with putting food on Jefferson's plate.

Jefferson rightfully enjoyed Elianna's service, occasionally asking her to shave off fat or pick out scallions he hated.

Darren looked at them for a while and pretended to be sad. "Alas, I'm not that lucky and have to help myself."

"Alas, Anna. Shall I call you Anna or Elianna from now on?"

Elianna glanced at Jefferson, and seeing that he had no intention of responding to Darren, she curled up the corners of her mouth a little and said, "Why don't you just call me Elianna?"

With that, she put a bowl of soup on the dining table and rotated it to Darren.

"I haven't thanked Mr. Darren for helping me out before."

Darren picked up the soup and smiled. "There's nothing to thank me for. After all, my favors come with a price tag. I should be thanking you for getting me this order."

"An order?"

Elianna froze and didn't understand what he meant in the first place.