Chapter 119
With that, he turned and walked to the front desk, decisively paying the bill for Lucy’s table.
When Peter returned to the private room, Kingsley was on the phone. In the end, Kingsley only gave a faint reply, “No. returning in a few days,” before hanging up.
Peter immediately leaned in, his tone carrying a hint of spectating glee. “Your ex- wife just said she doesn’t want any involvement with anyone around you. Kingsley, let me tell you, if you really try to get back together, with my understanding of women, you’re going to crash and burn p>
Kingsley glanced up at him, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “You understand women? Are you joking with me p>
Peter laughed instead of getting angry, shrugging his shoulders. “Don’t believe me? go ahead and try p>
“My business doesn’t need your concern.” Kingsley looked away, his voice turning colder.
“I’m just giving you a heads-up as a friend.” Peter pouted, sounding slightly aggrieved.
Kingsley picked up the water glass in front of him, took a sip of warm water, and set it down, looking at him with a dark gaze and a warning tone. “Don’t go provoking her again p>
“I know, I know.” Peter waved his hand, recalling the rejection earlier, and said helplessly, “She didn’t give me any face at all. I’m not going to humiliate myself p>
Kingsley said no more, his fingers rubbing the side of the glass, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
In the main hall, Lucy and Emma finished their meal and got up to pay at the front desk, only to be told by the staff, “Hello, the bill for your table has already been paid p>
Lucy frowned slightly, instantly guessing who had done it.
She didn’t ask further questions. She took cash directly from her bag and handed it to the clerk. “Trouble you to pass this money to the gentleman who paid the bill later p>
Walking out of the restaurant, Emma leaned in and whispered, “Lucy, the man who spoke to you earlier is from the Bernoulli family p>
“Oh.” Lucy responded, her tone as flat as if discussing something trivial. “That has nothing to do with me either p>
She adjusted her coat collar and walked toward the parking lot without pausing.
Half an hour later, Kingsley and
Peter came downstairs to leave. The clerk chased after them quickly.
handing a stack of cash to Peter, Sir, a lady asked me to pass this to you p>
Kingsley looked sideways at him, his tone carrying a hint of ridicule. “Paid the bill out of wishful thinking p>
“I did it for your sake, paying it in passing. Who knew she wouldn’t appreciate it at
all p>
Peter took the money, pulled out two bills to hand to the clerk as a tip, and stuffed the rest into his pocket. He parted Kingsley’s shoulder, harping on the same old tune. “Kingsley, I’m advising you one more time. Don’t look back, or you’ll suffer p>
Kingsley shook off his hand, his face darkening. “Just manage your own affairs p>
“Fine. Ignore me then.” Peter shrugged and didn’t persuade him further.
The two parted ways after leaving the restaurant parking lot.
Kingsley sat in his car, loosened the
top button of his shirt, grabbed
bottle of water from the
Cane
compartment, twisted it open and
drank several mouthfuls.
A moment later, he tapped a message on his phone to Shane: [Check which
partners The Holt Group has back in the country p>
Almost instantly, Shane’s reply popped up: [Received, Mr. Sherwood p>