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Jonathan and Angela collaborated seamlessly, lowering their voices as they conversed.
Angela, leaning close to Jonathan’s ear, mentioned her observation of the manager’s unusual deference to Florence, which caught her attention. earlier while he was setting up their meal. Jonathan, quick–witted, quietly advised her, “Don’t touch any dish that she hasn’t eaten from.”
Angela had a moment of clarity. “You think she might have tampered with the food?”
Jonathan nodded. “It’s possible.”
Angela concealed her emotions, discussing further strategy with Jonathan.
They could have simply left, but Angela felt they needed to respond in kind if there were indeed malicious intentions against them.
Even if they couldn’t retaliate directly, they at least wanted to see Florence thwarted.
Sharing her thoughts with Jonathan, they brainstormed together.
Their conversation, needing privacy due to the presence of the scheming Florence, naturally brought them closer together.
Angela’s eyes sparkled with excitement each time Jonathan spoke, making them seem like they were sharing intimate secrets.
Florence watched them for a long while, irritated by their prolonged, seemingly intimate conversation.
What could they possibly have to whisper about for so long?
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Seeing Angela leaning against Jonathan, Florence’s gaze turned icy.
She saw Angela’s behavior as a deliberate display of affection, annoying her further as this wasn’t the first time she felt provoked by such actions.
Eventually, Florence’s patience wore thin. However, instead of reacting impulsively as before, she kicked Christopher beside her.
Startled and fearful, Christopher instinctively looked at Florence.
He was terrified of her and, despite Jonathan and Angela’s presence, didn’t dare make a sound.
Florence mouthed to him, “Are you mute?” signaling him to speak up.
She had had enough of Jonathan and Angela’s affectionate moves.
After all, her main interest was Jonathan..
Not wanting to diminish Jonathan’s interest in her or provoke his displeasure, she passed the task of interrupting the couple onto Christopher.
Tasked with interrupting the couple, Christopher reluctantly called out, “Jonathan?” in a subdued voice across the table.
Jonathan ignored him, not even glancing his way.
Angela, however, glanced over and seized the opportunity to shift the conversation. “Didn’t Miss Shelton have something to say earlier? Please, go ahead.”
The thought of Jonathan’s suspicions lingered in Angela’s mind, distracting her from the meal before her.
Despite her waning appetite, she couldn’t bring herself to skip the meal.
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Florence, given the cue from Angela, forced a smile and suggested, “It’s nothing important. Let’s eat.”
But Angela, scanning Florence’s seemingly genuine smile, grew more alert.
Florence, feeling impatient but seeing no other choice, began to eat. Angela and Jonathan also started to eat, albeit with calculated indifference.
The atmosphere settled into an unexpected calm after their earlier discussion.
Christopher, initially too scared to eat, began after Florence nudged him.
Each time Florence avoided certain dishes, she noticed that Angela and Jonathan refrained from touching them as well.
Frowning, she felt puzzled.
Upon noticing that one of the tampered dishes was the one Angela had ordered, she had an idea.
However, before she could speak, she heard Angela set down her fork and
spoon.
“I’m full,” Angela announced.
Florence looked up and saw Angela taking the napkin that Jonathan handed her to wipe her mouth.
Full? She had only taken a few bites. How could she be full?
Florence didn’t believe it at all, but Angela and Jonathan paid no attention to her disbelief.
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Jonathan also set down his fork and spoon.
Florence, puzzled and frustrated by their avoidance, felt her plan unraveling. She couldn’t figure out how they knew.
Seeing Christopher eat the tampered dish without any issue, she decided to take a bold move and forcefully served him another large portion, saying, “Eat.”
As Christopher, coerced by Florence, hesitantly faced the questionable dish, he felt an unsettling chill. Suspecting foul play, he doubted whether to eat, feeling uneasy about the food he’d already consumed.
Caught in his dilemma, Jonathan’s voice cut through. “Miss Shelton, enjoy
leave your meal. We’ve discussed enough for today, and I’ll be taking my with my wife.”
With that, Jonathan stood up with Angela, signaling Christopher to follow, leaving Florence grappling with the fallout of her thwarted scheme.
Struggling with how to avoid eating the dish, Christopher eagerly stood up when he heard Jonathan’s cue. Previously injured, he had been assisted in walking, and now, abruptly standing, he nearly lost his balance and fell.
Barely steadying himself and taking a step forward, he hadn’t reached the other side before Florence grabbed his clothes.
“Miss Shelton?” Christopher uttered in confusion and felt even more discomfort than before. He was certain there was something wrong with the food, likely tampered with by Florence herself.
Florence frowned, ignoring him and turning her attention to Jonathan and Angela.
She saw Angela smiling at her, which seemed to mock her failed plan and ridicule her foolishness.
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Unaware of how her smile was perceived, Angela maintained it. Even if she knew, it probably wouldn’t matter to her.
After all, the one who schemed deserved the mockery.
Trying to suppress her frustration and sense of humiliation, Florence feigned nonchalance and said to Jonathan, “Mr. Lawson, we haven’t finished our talk. How can you leave like this?”
Jonathan, still standing with Angela and showing no intention of sitting back down, responded, “Miss Shelton, if you have something to say, just. say it.”
Instead of continuing, she asked, “Mr. Lawson, you won’t ignore me in the future, will you?”
Jonathan replied, “That depends on what you want.”
After a moment, she let go of Christopher. “Since Mr. Lawson said so, we can talk about it some other time, privately.”
She emphasized “privately” with a suggestive wink.
Angela noticed the provocation but remained unaffected. She knew and trusted Jonathan too well to be swayed by Florence’s insinuations.
Once released by Florence, Christopher limped quickly to Jonathan’s side, murmuring, “Jonathan…”
“Let’s go,” Jonathan declared, leading the way with Angela.
Christopher, ignoring the pain in his leg, hurriedly followed as if fleeing from Florence, the looming threat behind him.
In the end, Florence was left alone in the private room.
