The Billionaire's Ex-Wife Returns (Lucy and Landon) novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37: Is Your Son Really Divorced?

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Naturally, Lucy did not come to this restaurant just because she was hungry.

Le Fuego was a popular restaurant in Grid City for its exquisite international flavors. Many people flocked to this place due to its reputation and food, but not everyone could afford it. Thus, it became a perfect spot for wealthy people to have a meeting and dine.

But Lucy has a very pleasant memory of this place.

Because this was where Landon’s mother first met up with her when she had just married him. It was also the first time Lucy learned that she might not be able to open up to his family ever again.

Peeling off her gaze from that direction, Lucy continued feeding herself. The last bit of her meal suddenly felt pasty and bitter, making her lose her appetite.

As she prepared to leave, she went to the counter and paid for her meal.

As the cashier rang her bill, Lucy leaned forward and said, "Can you do me a favor?"

The cashier looked up from the computer to her. "Pardon?"

Lucy smiled and continued, "I want to buy one more dish from the menu. But will you please give it to someone else?"

The cashier cast her a hesitating glance.

"I’ll give you a reasonable tip in exchange."

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On the second floor of the restaurant.

At a table near the window, the group of women finally sat down and started talking to each other.

"The MT Technology’s second son is getting married soon, with the eldest daughter of the mayor. I just received an invitation to their wedding, but I’m not sure if I should attend." One lady changed the topic. "What about you? Are you going to attend? If you are, I will, too."

The women looked at least in their late forties to early fifties.

Another woman said, "Isn’t the second son of MT Technology that unruly boy we saw at the social party last week?"

"Yes."

"Then, I’m not going."

"Me too."

"What about you, Patricia?"

As the other old women started voicing out their choice not to go to the wedding, Patricia Westwood finally said, "It’s the mayor’s eldest daughter’s wedding. It’s only right for me to go."

The women fell silent.

Suddenly, they changed their tune.

"If Patricia’s going, I’m going."

"Me too."

"Then, it’s settled. We’re all going."

Even though they didn’t want to because they thought the second son of MT Technology was not worthy of their attendance, if Patricia said she would go, they would have to follow her.

Technically, in their group, Patricia was the head only because she was the mother of Landon Westwood, the most desirable bachelor, and multi-billionaire who owned the Westwood Group.

Mrs. Moore clenched her hands under the table and looked at Patricia in annoyance. Again, the group revolved around Patricia, even though she wasn’t that much compared to the other wives of wealthy representatives and presidents of a company in their group.

Mrs. Moore eyed Patricia for a long moment.

Then, while everyone was praising her, Mrs. Moore said, "Speaking of weddings, I wonder when will your son marry?"

The table suddenly fell silent.

But this was great news to other wealthy families. This was a chance for them to introduce their daughters to Landon.

More than three years later, however, no news of Landon’s engagement or marriage was announced. He was never seen together with another woman again.

Mrs. Moore’s daughter was one of the girls who wanted to marry Landon. But after being refused and having her daughter’s heart torn apart by Landon’s ruthless rejection, she became even more thorny towards Patricia, Landon’s mother.

"Let’s order now."

The other girls agree with Mrs. Moore’s suggestion.

While they listed out what they wanted, a waiter suddenly came to their table with a tray of food.

"You got the wrong table. We haven’t ordered yet." One of the ladies stopped the waiter from serving the food.

The waiter looked at them for a second before his gaze landed on Patricia. "No, I’m at the right table. This food is for the lady in the leopard skirt and red shoes. A customer paid for this and had the kitchen make it specifically for you."

The women turned to Patricia, who looked perplexed by the waiter’s statement.

"Someone paid this for me?" Patricia asked.

The waiter nodded before leaving.

Patricia wondered who it was. Few people knew she was at this restaurant. Emma and her assistant. But they wouldn’t do this.

Suddenly, Patricia’s eyes lit up.

Could it be her son?

Before she went out, she told her son to meet up at this restaurant. But he ignored her message, so she ended up inviting these women out.

Thinking it was Landon who did this to comfort her after ignoring her, Patricia beamed with happiness.

But the smile on her face turned stiff when she saw what was served on her plate.