The table of four was silent and no one spoke.
“Sorry customers, the menu of each table we are to recall, if you add dishes you can call me again.”
With that, the waiter took away the menu from Amelia’s hand.
Now only Amelia’s hand was left in mid-air, and she unnaturally tucked it away and lifted the hair on the side of her ear.
With a dry laugh, she looked around, “This store is quite cold.”
Isabel pulled the corner of her mouth, and her eyes swept over the air conditioner across the room, if anything.
There is an air conditioner blowing on people how not to be cold, only someone is still showing too much.
The restaurant was very efficient, and the food was quickly brought up.
Matthew Grant first cut the steak on his plate piece by piece, before he exchanged his plate with Blanca Roach.
The whole time neither of them showed any surprised expressions, like a very normal thing.
“Actually, I could have cut it myself today.”
“You’re tired today.”
Said Matthew Grant, pulling Blanca Roach’s left hand into his palm and squeezing it a few times, full of heart and doting.
Blanca Roach forked a piece of steak into her mouth and looked at Matthew Grant with a narrow smile.
This scene was very eye-catching to Amelia’s eyes, and she frowned and coughed lightly.
I thought Matthew Grant had a serious cleanliness problem? How could he ask for a steak that Blanca Roach had already eaten, without even a hint of remorse?
She mentally sighed and put the knife and fork in her hands to her sides.
“Sorry, I’ll go to the bathroom first.”
After saying that, she took her bag and left her seat, her footsteps flying.
Blanca Roach looked at Amelia’s back as she left, her eyes meaningful.
I can only say that a person’s greed can not be too heavy, otherwise in addition to the basket of water is empty, but also hurt themselves and hurt their bodies.
She was just about to withdraw her gaze when she saw a few familiar figures not far away.
Isn’t that … Shelly James and Jim Grant?
When did the two of them get together?
Blanca Roach took her elbow and poked Matthew Grant unobtrusively, lowering her voice.
“Look who’s there?”
Matthew Grant followed her gaze and saw the two across from each other, his eyes averted and his face became more and more gloomy.
No wonder Jim Grant has been making a lot of moves inside the company lately, but it turns out that he’s got his mind set on The James family.
It can only be said that Jim Grant was smart for once, knowing that he had sought the cooperation of The James family, but everything together was simply aimed at him.
He withdrew his gaze, his tone light: “Just a bunch of people, eat.”
By the time Amelia returned, the three had almost finished eating and were preparing to leave.
Isabel smiled at Blanca Roach and put her bag back where it belonged.
“You two go ahead, Curtis will pick me up later, I’ll take Amelia back.”
“Okay, that would be a lot of trouble.”
Blanca Roach nodded, gestured to Amelia, took Matthew Grant’s hand and left her seat.
Originally Amelia was thinking that she could hint to Matthew Grant about the location of her own place while his car was going back, but now there was no chance at all.
But she could not show her emotions yet, and took Isabel’s hand to squeeze out a smile.
“Thank you, Isabel, for still making you wait for me.”
“What’s the point, we can still commute together in the future.”
Isabel also sounded intimate, but with scrutiny under her eyes.
This high school friend of hers sometimes shows too much purpose, and if she doesn’t stop it, sooner or later Matthew Grant will have to take care of her.