The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1437

"I used to go to school around here. Is it really that strange that I know the owner?"

Caleb noticed Waylon's eyes darting around shiftily and instantly knew the guy was brewing up some toxic gossip.

"Whatever nonsense is rotting in your brain right now, you'd better dump it out."

Caleb's tone carried a clear, undeniable warning.

Claire and Priscilla both looked at Waylon curiously.

Honestly, they were dying to know what was going through his head, too.

"I wasn't thinking anything bad! The receptionist is just really pretty. Since you know them so well, Caleb, how old is she? Does she have a boyfriend?"

The moment Waylon asked, Caleb instinctively glanced over at Claire.

Wasn't this idiot just boasting about pursuing Claire days ago?

Why was he suddenly showing interest in the restaurant owner's daughter?

Claire blinked, thinking to herself: *Don't look at me. What does that have to do with me? I can't stand Waylon.*

"That's the owner's daughter. She's still in college, so don't even think about pulling any of your usual stunts!"

The owner's daughter was named Lana, and she did indeed look quite young.

Speak of the devil—Lana knocked and entered their private dining room right on cue.

"Caleb."

"My mom just perfected her recipe for Plum Blossom Pastries, and my dad wanted me to bring you a plate to try."

Instantly, both Claire and Waylon stared directly at Caleb.

There was no denying it now. Caleb might view her purely as the owner's daughter, but this girl definitely didn't see him as just a customer.

While not a drop-dead gorgeous supermodel, Lana possessed a sweet, girl-next-door charm. Her hair was braided to one side, secured with a small flower hair tie.

She was staring at Caleb with a hesitant, adoring look that made her feelings painfully obvious to everyone in the room.

Seeing Caleb walk in with two beautiful women had clearly triggered a sense of panic in her.

"Thanks, Lana." Caleb accepted the plate of pastries but didn't offer a single word of extended conversation.

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