Giving tips to the two waiters is still okay, but thinking about the tip given to that receptionist just now, which was several tis more, Rebecca Quentin couldn’t help but speak out, "Being rich is great, you can be so generous, giving tips that could match soone’s monthly salary!"
Howard Geoffrey leaned back against the chair, his dark eyes fixed on Rebecca Quentin’s clear bright pupils, suddenly as if he found a trace of emotion in her eyes, he slightly curved his lips, "Why do I sll a sour scent?"
"Food?" Rebecca Quentin didn’t catch on, lowered her head to sniff the food, "Not sour?"
"Soone spilled the vinegar."
"Uh..."
"Who spilled it?" Rebecca Quentin’s speech turned stamring, "I... I just think if every waiter could et a generous boss like you, they might make quite a bit in a year as a waiter."
Howard Geoffrey gazed at Rebecca Quentin with a smile pulling at his lips.
Being stared at like this, Rebecca Quentin suddenly felt a sense of being seen through and weakly said, "What are you smiling at?"
"Nothing, let’s eat." He wouldn’t tell her the truth, especially seeing her jealous look now, he’s in an especially good mood.
Rebecca Quentin scooped a spoonful of salad from the A al with a spoon, but as it went down her throat, she discovered the salad had a faint alcoholic taste.
Upon closer inspection, Rebecca Quentin realized the A al was a cod salad, and the cod slices must have been poached in alcohol. The taste was rather unpleasant, or rather, Rebecca Quentin didn’t like food paired with alcohol, as just one bite almost made her gag.
In contrast, Howard Geoffrey’s B al was different, the simplest mushroom steak, steaming hot and looking appetizing.
Howard Geoffrey had indeed noticed Rebecca Quentin’s reaction when eating the salad, knowing she probably couldn’t handle it. Without much thought, he swapped his food with Rebecca Quentin’s.
Rebecca Quentin stared blankly at the steak he pushed over, "Uh?"
Howard Geoffrey took the spoon from Rebecca Quentin’s hand, "You can’t handle it, maybe I can. Eat!" Saying this, he picked up the spoon Rebecca Quentin had used and took a bite.
Back in the room, standing by the window watching the torrential rain that hadn’t lessened at all, Rebecca Quentin missed her son even more.
At this mont, Howard Geoffrey was on a video call at the desk, he must have left a lot of business behind to co here, one video conference after another.
Rebecca Quentin felt bored, so she grabbed her phone and sat by the window to play gas.
The ga she played was a rather early puzzle ga, scoring by stacking blocks, and if the blocks collapsed during stacking, points would be deducted.
She really enjoyed playing this ga, although she played it rather poorly, yet still perseverant.
Ti always passed quickly while gaming. Rebecca Quentin was engrossed in playing, that she didn’t even notice when Howard Geoffrey closed his laptop and walked over.
Until――
"What ga are you playing that’s so imrsive?"
Imrsed in the ga, expending her attention, Rebecca Quentin suddenly heard Howard Geoffrey’s voice by her ear, her hand shook, missed the button, and the entire block collapsed. She imdiately complained, "Hey, you made lose this round!!"
Howard Geoffrey sat down next to Rebecca Quentin, glanced at the score, "What ga is this? You’re in negative points."
It was then that Rebecca Quentin noticed Howard Geoffrey wasn’t concerned about her wins or losses in that round but was looking at the score instead.
"Negative a thousand points..."
A win or loss in a single round was about ten points, she went negative a thousand points, shows...
Seeing Howard Geoffrey’s lips curved like he was making fun of her.
Rebecca Quentin just wished she could find a hole to crawl into, really feeling no face at all.
"Actually, I don’t play much, oftentis when playing, other things delay , so I end up with negative points." As if, she only played this ga when bored, so there definitely wouldn’t be other things delaying her, saying this was naturally to save a bit of face for herself.
Seeing Rebecca Quentin’s annoyed look, Howard Geoffrey smiled and said, "How about I help you win them back?"
"No need, it’s just a few points, no need to fuss."
The grand president of the ’Skytop’ Group here accompanying his estranged ex-wife to play mobile gas, really was wasting his precious ti.
"If you don’t care, why did you bla just now for losing you a round? I’ll make it up to you." He brushed Rebecca Quentin’s hair aside.
Rebecca Quentin was at a loss for words. Fine, she admitted, she cared about the score because there were rankings online, and she had vanity too.
Howard Geoffrey took the phone over.
While playing the ga, Howard Geoffrey casually asked her, "Are you planning to find a job?"
"How did you know?"
It seed like the matter of her going to find a job she only told her sister, also how did he know about her activities today?
Actually, it’s because every morning after waking up Rebecca Quentin would say words of encouragent to herself, for example today, when she got up, she was cheering for her interview that day... such words naturally were ’heard’ by that bear, finally conveyed to Howard Geoffrey’s ears, so Howard knew Rebecca Quentin’s activities accurately today.
"I asked you first, you should answer ."
"Of course, I need to find a job, I still have to raise a child."
Howard Geoffrey turned his head to look at Rebecca Quentin’s proud face, "You go to work, who takes care of the child?"
"I’ll find a night job, so I can take care of the child during the day, and my sister can help at night." Can’t afford a nanny, and also don’t trust them.
"Not allowed!"
"What?"
"Nothing." With her, he couldn’t be forceful, even if he disagreed, he couldn’t be hard on her, because she only responded to softness, not hardness.
"In any case, I’ll take good care of the child, you don’t need to worry."
Howard Geoffrey said nothing more.
Rebecca Quentin refocused her attention on the phone screen.
She continued to watch his operations on the screen, seeing him win a few rounds in a row...
"See, regained quite a bit of points, just need an opportunity." Howard Geoffrey said with a double aning.
"You’re a winner at everything." Rebecca Quentin softly uttered, unable to erase the loss in her voice.
And Howard Geoffrey noticed too...
He turned off the ga’s phone, focusing all his attention on Rebecca Quentin.
His dark eyes seed to be searching for sothing on her face, as if he could see through her.
"You’ve been angry all along?"
"What could I be angry about? Many things I’m just stupid, everyone else sees clearly, only I was foolish." Christine Quinn, Aunt Clare, even her father’s letter, all had reminded her, it was her recklessness that led to today’s outco.
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