Monique must have felt that she had hallucinations. He was truly cold and arrogant but how could he be lonely. There were so many servants in this house and countless people outside who had been flattering him.
“You are looking for me?” Monique twitched her lips, appeared to be calm yet feeling nervous deep down.
“Let’s go out and have a meal,” Henry coldly said a few words. His tone was frighteningly cold.
Monique was stunned. He woke her up early in the morning just to ask her out for a meal? Seemed like Mrs. Lee had prepared a lot of food on the table.
He pursed his lip and said, “Hum!” Then he went out to drive his car.
Mrs. Lee asked her to follow what he said only so she could be safe.
They went to a simple yet elegant Chinese restaurant. The decoration made it look high-class.
Henry casually took a seat. Monique had also followed along and sat down.
“Stand up. You are not allowed to sit,” Henry coldly glanced at her. His face was gloomy and his thin lips pursed tightly.
Monique was stunned. Her eyes twitched and she stood up angrily.
It was early now and there were not many people inside. However, it was weird to stand there. The staff in the shop had all looked over weirdly.
Monique was feeling uneasy. “If you don’t allow me to sit, just let me go out.”
“Stop,” The aggressive voice sounded as Monica was about to raise her leg.
Monique’s face was almost distorted. She gritted her teeth in hatred.
Had this man gone mad?
How she wished to slap him to the wall but she could not pull it off.
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