Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 569 - 568: A Big Shot Has Arrived
Julia Adams remarked sourly, then stopped looking at Charles Northwood.
Charles Northwood was at a loss for words; he had to admit, what Julia Adams said was true.
He... It seemed he truly didn’t need to show concern for her.
"You’re clearly trying to sow discord between us."
Nia Mitchell was displeased. "He cares about me, what are you blathering about?"
Julia Adams shot her an annoyed glare, then sat down, motionless.
Seeing that it was almost time, Nia Mitchell finished the last few strawberries and then stood up.
"Consider the discount you get when you pay as my share. I’m going home now."
Nia Mitchell clapped her small hands and stood up. When she said this, everyone became agitated.
"What does that mean? Nia Mitchell, you were the only one eating."
Why should those who didn’t eat have to pay for the one who did?
Nia Mitchell looked at them all with a smile on her face.
"Then you can eat too."
What’s this about not eating?
Feel free to dig in, no one is stopping you, right?
Everyone was stunned, sitting there without saying a word.
"Since you have no objections, I’ll be leaving now."
"Stop right there!"
How could Julia Adams let her leave? Today, even if she had to physically restrain her, she wouldn’t let her go.
"Aren’t you waiting for your husband? We’d like to ask your husband whether you should pay for this meal or not."
Deliberately mentioning Nia Mitchell’s husband, Julia Adams’s face was flushed with anger.
"Isn’t that ridiculous?"
"What’s ridiculous? Let me tell you, Nia Mitchell, your behavior today is no different from dining and dashing."
What Julia Adams said voiced everyone’s thoughts.
Nia Mitchell gave a wry smile. So, she’s not planning to let me off the hook, huh?
"Alright, I’ll pay. Since we agreed to go Dutch, everyone take out your money. I won’t be a cent short for my share."
Nia Mitchell shrugged, plopped back down onto her chair, and looked at everyone.
Everyone looked at each other, an awkward silence falling.
"We agreed at the start not to order anything expensive here. I only brought 2,000 USD."
Then, someone started to speak.
"Me too, 2,000 USD."
"Me too."
"Me too."
More people chimed in, creating a very peculiar scene: it seemed everyone had only brought 2,000 USD.
"I brought 30,000 USD."
The class president, Ralph Perez, gritted his teeth. He could have also said he only brought 2,000 USD. But... As the class president, he had deliberately brought extra money today, precisely because he was afraid it wouldn’t be enough. After all, as the class president, there were many things he had to take responsibility for.
Little did he know that, at this moment, his 30,000 USD would not only be insufficient to cover the meal but would also make many people think he was interested in Nia Mitchell.
Soon, everyone was looking at the two of them with suggestive glances.
The atmosphere in Private Room Number One grew increasingly awkward.
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to everyone in the room, all the staff at the Royal Dynasty Hotel had instantly tensed up.
The Manager, leading a few supervisors, hurried to the hotel entrance.
"Manager, who is it that’s coming?"
Who could warrant such a grand reception? It’s practically at a presidential level.
"Quiet! No careless talk. The person arriving shortly is our ultimate boss—Young Master Peary, Young Master Peary from Capital Town! Do you understand?"
Young Master Peary!
Heavens, just the thought of ’Young Master Peary’ made them feel an urge to prostrate themselves; they wouldn’t even dare to sneak a glance.
He should have guessed it earlier today when he learned that Mrs. Peary was attending a class reunion here.
