Chapter 128 A Trap
Subsequently, a woman in a long, white dress walked in.
She appeared rather young, seemingly in her twenties.
Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, rendering her very much elegant.
“Can I get your friend a drink, Mr. Cabot?” The woman merely stood by the door tactfully without disrupting them. Hearing that, Graham turned to Jonathan. “What drink would you like to have, Mr. Goldstein?”
“Just plain water will do,” Jonathan answered casually.
He didn’t really like stimulating beverages such as coffee and the like.
“Sure.” The woman nodded in acknowledgment. Just when she was about to push open the door, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Jonathan’s countenance. For a moment, she fell into a trance and reflexively called out to him, “Boss?”
Boss?
That address brought Jonathan back to four years ago in a flash.
It’s been years since I’ve last heard anyone addressing me thus.
When he glanced over his shoulder to look at the woman, a glimmer of surprise flashed across his eyes. “Willow? Why are you here?”
“It’s really you, Boss.” The woman, Willow Yandall, was finally convinced that she hadn’t gotten the wrong person after Jonathan recognized her.
“The two of you are acquainted?” Graham was surprised when he saw that Jonathan turned out to be acquainted with the owner of the café.
Considering his identity, why would he be acquainted with the owner of a modest café?
“Yeah.” Jonathan nodded in affirmation. “She used to be an employee of mine, but my company later went bankrupt and even owed a ton of debts. After issuing them their last paycheck, I’ve never seen any of them anymore.”
Willow was an employee of the company he had started during his business venture four years ago, but he had lost contact with her after going bankrupt.
I never expected to bump into her here!
“You had a company?” Shock was written all over Graham’s face.
He even had a company, and it even went bankrupt? This sounds just like a fantasy!
“Yup.” Jonathan nodded nonchalantly before shifting his gaze back to Willow. “Oh yes, I remember that you went back to your hometown then, didn’t you? How did you come to open a café instead?”
“Well, I wanted to go back to my hometown back then, but my parents pressured me to get married as soon as I returned. In a fit of pique, I left and started a business with tens of thousands.” Recalling the past, Willow couldn’t help sighing. “Alas, I’m not suited to business. It’s been four years, yet I can’t even get my café off the ground. After so many years, it’s still half-dead. If it weren’t for Mr. Cabot patronizing this café every so often, I’m afraid that it would’ve gone bankrupt a long time ago!”
As she said that, she cast Graham a grateful look.
“I just like the environment here.” Slight embarrassment crept up Graham’s features.
“Ah, let’s not talk about this anymore. After having not seen you for such a long time, Boss, I thought you’d left Jadeborough.” Willow couldn’t help pinning her gaze on Jonathan.
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