Chapter 1140: Chapter 1140: Lyle Westbrook is helping her investigate Chapter 1140: Chapter 1140: Lyle Westbrook is helping her investigate “Stop dreaming, that guy is so handso and rich, how could he not have a girlfriend? Even if he doesn’t have a girlfriend, the line of won chasing after him would stretch from street to street. When would it be your turn? You think this is so idol drama?”
“Hehe, if there really is a line, I’ll definitely join it. From here to there, if I could really get in line, I’d wait for three or five years willingly~”
Being the girlfriend of such a handso and wealthy man, even if it was only for a while, waiting in line for three to five years would be worth it.
Her silly fantasizing was too much for the others to bear, and they were about to tease her.
Right at that mont, a series of wind chis rang at the entrance of the coffee shop.
Imdiately following, an eye-catching tall beautiful woman walked in. Her body was well-proportioned, her facial features refined, and more impressively, she carried an indescribable elegance and grace.
At first glance, she was unmistakably a top-notch beauty!
“Here she cos, so pretty, she must be the Handso Guy’s girlfriend.”
“Emma, she’s really pretty, has a great figure, and dresses tastefully… It’s true that handso n and beautiful won are the standard match. For us, it’s better to just watch from afar.”
“With a beauty of that caliber, Quinn, I think you could wait for thirty or fifty years and still not stand a chance.”
“Stop stepping on my sore spot, didn’t you see I just got my heart broken a second ago?” the dejected girl whined softly.
The others, finding her amusing, let her off the hook.
“Alright, I’ll give you a chance to observe your ‘rival’ up close. Go on, taking the order is now your job.”
“You just want to slack off!”
“Don’t you want to see up close what kind of ‘rival’ you lost to? And maybe have the Handso Guy zap you with his eyes as a bonus?”
“Where’s the nu? I’m going!”
Holding back laughter, soone handed her the nu, and she straightened out her coffee shop uniform, curved her lips into a smile and headed out.
In the vast cafe, the only table with guests was far too conspicuous.
The beautiful woman had just sat down when she, holding the nu, approached and said softly, “Hello, may I take your order? Here’s our nu.”
Emilia Goldsmith had just sat down when she heard the waitress’s voice. She didn’t take the nu, glancing instead at the man opposite her before tilting her head to ask, “What did he order?”
“Uh…” The waitress was stunned by her up-close beauty, faltering for a mont before quickly regaining her composure, “This gentleman ordered our signature Blue Mountain.”
Emilia Goldsmith decisively replied, “I’ll have a cup of the signature Blue Mountain as well.”
“Okay.” The waitress withdrew her gaze, “Would you like any desserts with that?”
“No, that’s all,” Emilia looked at the man opposite her and said, “Make my Blue Mountain Coffee the sa as his, with half a dollar of cube sugar.”
“Okay.”
The waitress walked away with the nu.
Emilia Goldsmith picked up the lemon water on the table and took an elegant sip. Although she tried hard to appear calm and composed, the bright sparkle in her eyes betrayed her excitent, “This is the first ti you’ve asked out on your own. What do you need?”
She had known this man for so long, and it truly was the first ti he had initiated a eting. Usually, it was she who would brazenly pester him.
Lyle Westbrook felt he owed her, and looking at her, he said, “Emilia, I need your help with sothing.”
“Sure, what do you need? As long as I can help, I will,” Emilia Goldsmith agreed instantly, without a mont’s hesitation.
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