Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 126

Despite my mockery, Jeremiah's expression remained unchanged, which sent a chill down my spine.

"She passed out from anger when she got back, yet she still said she doesn't blame you." Jeremiah's gaze wandered, and it seemed like he truly believed Beata had a generous heart.

I nodded, but I didn't look at him.

"I see. Well, make sure to remind her to take care of her health. If that's all, I'll be on my way."

Saying that, I turned to the side, intending to walk past Jeremiah.

But Jeremiah blocked me again, his face showing nothing but determination. "I'd like to have dinner with you. The restaurant's already booked."

I raised an eyebrow at him and met his unwavering gaze. I immediately understood. It seemed that after Beata hit a dead end with me yesterday, the Cornell family had stepped up their pressure on Jeremiah.

Though I didn't want to have dinner with him, at that moment, I changed my mind. "Fine, let's go."

Soon, the car stopped in front of a Marosdian restaurant.

"The dishes here are really creative, and the flavors are amazing. Especially the desserts—they'll have you hooked," Jeremiah continued to praise the place as we sat down.

I nodded, my attitude indifferent.

While he was busy ordering, I took out my phone and snapped a photo of him. I uploaded the photo to Instagram and set it so that only Elsa could see it. I included the location before posting it.

Next, I just waited for the situation to unfold.

Feeling satisfied, I put my phone away and then looked up to meet Jeremiah's gaze. To my surprise, his eyes seemed unexpectedly filled with a strange tenderness, which sent a chill down my spine.

Perhaps my expression was too unpleasant because he froze, cleared his throat, and said, "Jae, stop messing around. Let's head home."