It didn't take long for him to bring out a beautiful and fragrant dish.
The woman looked at it and asked Gentry, "Where's yours?"
He said lightly, "I've eaten."
He sat down across from her and picked up a book.
She didn't force him but began to eat.
When she finished, Gentry got up, cleared the table, and said goodbye to the staff before taking her away.
Because the woman was beautiful and elegant, many people were attracted by her on the road.
She was uncomfortable being stared at, gently took his sleeve, and whispered, "Gentry, they..."
Gentry looked at those people and said coldly, "What are you looking at? Look away or I'll poke your eyes out."
Most of the people who came here were either rich or noble.
Ordinary people may not be able to afford this place even if they had money.
Therefore, someone was angry at his words.
"Come on. Who do you think you are? Don't flatter yourself. She didn't even say anything..."
Before the man could finish, Gentry's face darkened.
He wanted to argue with him, but she stopped him.
She frowned slightly and didn't want to argue in public, so she whispered to him, "Calm down."
After that, she looked at the middle-aged man and gave a considerate smile.
"Sir, my friend was just trying to protect me. I'm sorry if we seemed rude before."
The middle-aged man was reasonable. He just didn't like Gentry's overbearing manner.
Hearing her words, he immediately smiled.
He said, "It's okay. I won't take it to heart. What's your name? I've never seen you before."
Gentry said coldly, "There are so many women in the world. Have you seen them all?"
The middle-aged man was embarrassed.
The woman pulled Gentry behind her and smiled at the middle-aged man, "I didn't live here before. I just got back from overseas, so we haven't met. My name is Kristina Welch. Nice to meet you."
The middle-aged man grinned with delight.
"Kristina, what a beautiful name. I'm Jeremy Lockwood, the general manager of the Lockwood Group. Here's my card. Nice to meet you, too."
Then he took out his business card and handed it to Kristina.
Kristina didn't refuse and read it carefully before putting it in her bag.
"Excuse me, Mr. Lockwood, I gotta go."
Mr. Lockwood smiled, "Sure. By the way, I live not far away. Maybe we can hang out sometime."
Kristina nodded without saying anything.
Mr. Lockwood knew what she meant and said nothing more.
The two of them waved goodbye.
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