They just sat there watching, not daring to say anything in front of Alexander.
Scarlett finished eating and wiped her mouth, watching those people flatter Alexander while drinking tea.
Alexander was talkative but he was the heir of the Sunrigal Corporation. Everyone present was fawning over him.
Alexander seemed reserved and serious during the meal.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtScarlett smiled, glancing at her wristwatch. It was past six o'clock, still early.
"Do you want to leave?" Noticing her movement, Alexander asked.
Scarlett tilted her head and looked at him. "Do you have a problem with that?" "No. It's early. Why don't you drink withlater?" Scarlett had not wanted to leave so early, but since Alexander said this and was so concerned about her, she'd better go now.
She took her bag. "Do you mean drinking and drunk driving, Mr. Smith?" Their voices were not loud, and the others at the table were talking. No one seemed to have noticed Scarlett and Alexander. Yet several of them were secretly paying attention to the two people.
Hearing what Scarlett said, they all thought Alexander would be angry, but Alexander said, "Drink juice, okay?" Scarlett raised an eyebrow, "No. I'm allergic to juice." Alexander was speechless.
He hadn't even told her what kind of juice they were going to drink.
Scarlett said to the people at the table, "Enjoy your meal. | have something to do. I'll leave first." After saying that, she got up, and no one dared to stop her.
After all, she had just directly refused Alexander.
Alexander turned to look at Scarlett's back. After thinking for a moment, he felt something was wrong. Suddenly, he slapped his thighs. "Eat yourselves. | also have something to do! He rushed out.
He felt that Scarlett was angry. Alexander carefully thought about when he upset Scarlett. Maybe it was when he mentioned Emelia.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIf Scarlett misunderstood and Raymond knew it, he would be screwed.
Thus, Alexander hurriedly chased after her. "Scarlett, wait a minute!" Scarlett didn't stop, but she always walked slowly. Alexander quickly caught up with her. "It's not even 7 o'clock.
Are you leaving?" Scarlett answered while walking, "I'm not young. | want to go to sleep early." Alexander was five years older than Scarlett. "It sounds like you're already 70 or 80 years old!" Scarlett raised an eyebrow. "What's the matter?" Alexander touched his nose with embarrassment. "It's not a big deal, but | have to make it clear. Just now you changed the subject, so | forgot it. Emelia has nothing to do with him. As far as | know, she's just endorsing the products of Teuton's subsidiary." "Mr. Shaw, | like the flowers very much. Thank you." Alexander saw a man and a woman cout of the elevator in front of him. The man was Raymond, whom he had known for more than 30 years, and the woman was Emelia, who was a trending topic with Raymond last night. Emelia was holding a large bouquet of bright red roses.
Hearing what Emelia just said, they knew who sent the roses to her.
Alexander was suddenly lost for words, feeling like he was slapped in the face. He felt rather awkward. For the first time, he thought Raymond was a jerk.
Raymond and Emelia cout of the elevator and turned to the left, while Alexander and Scarlett were i n the right corridor. They were about 30 feet away from Raymond, who therefore didn't see them.
Raymond and Emelia walked away. Alexander turned his head, still wanting to say something, but he saw Scarlett smile slightly at him. "What did you just say?" Alexander felt ashamed.
He was dreaming just now, right? "| don't believe gossip." She only believed what she saw.