Chapter 93 A Model Husband
When Colin finished speaking, Robert curled his lips, seemingly finding it hard to tell him the answer.
Colin frowned, "What?"
Robert glanced at the place where Faye was standing with some guilt, and leaned closer to Colin, "I went to find Ms. Black, and she asked me to give you a message."
Looking at Robert who was suddenly approaching, Colin frowned even more, "Just say it! Don't stand too close!"
Robert said sneakily, "I'm afraid madam will hear me."
Colin gave him a sideways glance while still walking forward, "What message?"
Robert replied in a low voice, "She said that you have to show her your sincerity by paying her more visits."
Colin raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "Does she want me to see her in person?"
Robert, "Probably."
It was hard to tell whether Colin was angry or not from his face, "Okay, as long as there is a glimmer of hope!"
After Colin finished speaking, he walked toward the kitchen.
Robert followed closely and asked curiously, "Mr. Farrell, what are you going to do here in the kitchen?"
Colin took off his suit jacket and handed it to him, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt and saying, "To cook some dishes."
On the other side, the lobby manager had already brought Faye and Carlotta to the box; he had been calling Faye Mrs. Farrell and serving them with utmost hospitality.
Faye grew up in the Farrells almost from an early age and was used to such an attitude.
But Carlotta wasn't. Seeing the lobby manager's flattering smile, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Faye saw Carlotta's discomfort at a glance. She stood up and took the purple clay pot from the lobby manager, "I'll do it."
The lobby manager smiled and handed the purple clay pot to Faye, "Mrs. Farrell, may I take your order now?"
Faye dropped her gaze and made the coffee, "We'll order after Colin comes back. Now we'll just talk."
The lobby manager understood instantly, "Okay, then if there is nothing else, I will go out first. You can call me anytime if you need anything."
Faye said lightly, "Okay, thank you."
Watching the lobby manager leave, Carlotta heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Faye with pity, "Faye, do you have to deal with such flattery every day?"
Faye smiled, "Yes."
Carlotta, "Have you got tired of it?"
Faye was pouring coffee, and when she heard her aunt's words, her hands froze somehow, but she didn't want her aunt to feel bad for her, so she just raised her eyes and replied with a smile, "I've got used to it."
Compared to the malicious Farrells, people like the lobby manager were nothing at all.
Pleasing and flattering the wealthy and powerful was the norm in society.
Faye always hid her true emotions. Carlotta knew that she couldn't get any sincere answer from her, so she simply changed the subject, "Tell me the truth, you don't like Colin?"
Faye handed Carlotta the teacup with both hands, "Yes."
Carlotta took the cup, "But he seems really into you."
Faye couldn't tell Carlotta the truth. She served herself a cup of coffee and sat down without speaking.
Seeing that Faye didn't speak, Carlotta continued, "Judging from what Colin said, he doesn't get along well with the Farrells either."
Faye said, "Right, his mother suffered a lot because of Blaine, and he was always unpopular in the Farrells when he was a child."
Carlotta seemed lost in thought after hearing her words.
Colin returned to the box after more than ten minutes.
Colin pushed open the door and entered, holding a pot of freshly squeezed juice in his hand, "Auntie, are you hungry?"
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