Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 470: Heartbroken
Just casually asked someone and found out that Young Master Saxon was coming to his restaurant for hotpot. The boss was so excited that the wrinkles on his face couldn’t help but smile.
Young Master Saxon actually came to his restaurant for hotpot? Isn’t this equivalent to free advertising for him?
The boss hurriedly made his way through the crowd, smiling broadly and ready to say something flattering, when he suddenly froze upon seeing the woman beside Matthew Saxon.
"Boss, do you remember me?"
"You, you’re Scarlett!"
Scarlett Yates had been coming to this restaurant for hotpot for three years. She and Stella Nelson, those two pretty girls, were sweet talkers and always fun to chat with, leaving a deep impression on the boss. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
The reason he hesitated and couldn’t be sure was because of the man next to her.
Scarlett sometimes chatted with the boss while eating hotpot there, so the boss knew some basic information about her.
He knew Scarlett Yates was an orphan, relying solely on scholarships to pay for tuition at Saint Mercy University, and earned her living expenses through work-study programs.
How could a poor girl like her be with a prestigious family’s young master?
Could it be that she learned from those girls who traded their youth and beauty for money, finding a wealthy young master to be her sugar daddy and secretly became his mistress?
With this thought, the boss’s expression turned very subtle.
Although this Young Master Saxon was incredibly handsome, better looking than those stars on TV, and much better than being a mistress to those wealthy fat heads, being someone’s mistress is still quite disgraceful.
Especially since Scarlett Yates was always a very innocent and cute girl in his mind. Thinking she had fallen to such a state, the boss couldn’t help but furrow his brows.
He thought he should find an opportunity to advise her well.
The child was inherently innocent, probably forced by money to take this wrong path. After all, she was a girl he really liked; he couldn’t just watch her go further down this road.
If he persuades her now, maybe she can still turn back.
"It’s me, boss. I brought a friend for dinner, and today you better make the taste a bit better. My friend is quite picky," Scarlett Yates said. She had no idea that in less than a minute the boss had already imagined her as Matthew Saxon’s secret lover and was deeply troubled by it.
Scarlett’s words further confirmed the boss’s suspicions.
Tsk tsk, see? She just said she brought a friend with her.
If this was a proper boyfriend, with the two openly dating each other, how would she introduce him in such a way?
Wouldn’t ordinary girls say something like, "my dear," or "my hubby," or "my man"?
The boss, while sighing internally, nodded cheerfully, playing the role of the guide to lead them into the restaurant.
The restaurant’s decor was indeed as Scarlett Yates described, very simple. The hall had five or six wooden square tables scattered around, with four long benches beside each. The walls and ceiling had strings of plastic peppers and corn hanging.
Though the shop was small, quite a lot of people came to eat.
When the two walked in, there was only one empty table left in a corner at the very back.
The air was filled with a strong smell of chilies and Sichuan pepper. Beside them was a table of men drinking and playing dice games, their shouts growing louder and louder.
