When most people ate steak, they would cut it into small pieces and then eat the pieces with a fork.
But Preslie didn't need to cut the steak up. She just ate the entire steak with a fork.
Sheldon was speechless.
A smile suddenly appeared on Sheldon's face.
He felt that Preslie was cute eating like that.
As a senior official of Nashaland, he had had many dinners with many fine ladies and big names from high society.
They ate in a cultured manner, as if they were instructed by a textbook.
He always thought that although those women ate beautifully, it always made them look fake.
When it came to Preslie, he didn't think like that at all.
He looked again at Preslie eating.
It felt especially genuine.
At the same time, Preslie had also noticed Sheldon's gaze upon her.
She was about to swallow a piece of steak, but now she couldn't anymore.
The steak was stuck in her throat, and her cheeks suddenly became bulbous.
Sheldon looked at Preslie and suddenly thought of a creature.
A pufferfish.
He couldn't help but laugh.
Preslie didn't say anything.
She swallowed the steak in her mouth with great effort.
Oh no, she had really embarrassed herself this time.
She was hoping that Sheldon would kill her right now.
It was probably the first time Sheldon had seen someone eat like this.
He must have thought that it was extremely hilarious.
Preslie's face turned red.
She regretted it.
In fact, she should have eaten more carefully.
Now that she hadn't, she had become a laughingstock.
"Mr. Hawls, well, I was really hungry. I don't usually eat steak like that." Preslie tried to defend herself.
Yesseca said without thinking, "Preslie, you usually eat like that."
Preslie had no words for that.
Her mind was a mess.
Yesseca had broken the news!
Preslie looked desperately at Yesseca.
Yesseca understood what Preslie meant.
A hint of doubt appeared in her eyes right away.
Preslie didn't want her to say that?
Yesseca didn't understand.
Why didn't she want that?
It was true that she had eaten like this all along. Could it be that she was hoping to preserve a good image in front of Sheldon?
That couldn't be.
While working in Agaphen City, sometimes they would bump into their male colleagues when they went out for dinner, and they'd share a table. Preslie had never cared about how those people saw her.
So, why would she act prim and proper in front of Sheldon...
Was it because Sheldon's handsomeness made Preslie want to pay attention to her image in front of him?
Yesseca thought that this was possible.
She immediately said, "Mr. Hawls, I was wrong just now. It's me actually. I usually eat like a wolf and Preslie eats like a lady. She must be very hungry today, so she's eating so fast. She always looks forward to having a good meal."
Yesseca smiled awkwardly after that.
What she said was totally untrue.
She usually didn't like to lie, but for the sake of upholding the good image of her best friend, she had to bite the bullet and say it.
Yesseca sighed.
She hoped that Preslie wouldn't change her mind.
Otherwise, she would die of embarrassment.
However...
Yesseca's eyes flashed with suspicion.
Thinking of the conversation between Sheldon and Preslie just now...
She felt something was wrong.
But as for what exactly was wrong, Yesseca couldn't figure out.
In Nashaland's official banquet restaurant, Tremaine held a banquet to entertain Spencer.
The banquet was attended by only the two of them.
At the dining table, Spencer said with a bright smile, "Mr. Quartley, why didn't you bring your
fiancee here today?"
Tremaine smiled back and said, "I've brought her to you last time. I didn't this time, because after all, this dinner is only for the two of us."
Spencer laughed.
He raised his glass towards Tremaine.
After three rounds of drinking, he said, "Mr. Quartley, when will you and Miss Cowell hold your wedding?"
"Soon," Tremaine said.
"Oh." Spencer said casually, "I believe Miss Cowell should be from a commoner family."
Spencer had noticed Yesseca's circumstances at a glance.
She was definitely not a noblewoman.
A daughter born to nobility would naturally have a sense of grandeur and pride. She wouldn't be like Yesseca.
"Yes, her family's a commoner family." Tremaine didn't mind talking about Yesseca's familial background at all.
Spencer laughed and said, "Mr. Quartley, I advise you to think twice about it. No president would marry a woman from an ordinary family. All the previous presidents' marriages were for furthering their political careers. It's definitely not wise for you to marry a woman who isn't helpful to you."
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