Noble Pampering: Demon CEO's Relentless Entanglement Chapter 433 - 429 Let’s Make Up (Part 2)

"Oh, it’s okay, it’s okay." Eva Miller quickly waved her hand and said.

"Miss Smith, what about you?" Oliver Johnson deliberately directed his words towards Sophie Smith.

"I’m fine." She said calmly.

"That’s good." Oliver Johnson patted Joy on the shoulder, then switched to a slightly more cheerful tone, "Their faces are pretty thin, be mindful when you speak, you can’t hit on them."

"What?" Joy exclaid, "Oliver, your appetite is really too big, do you need two?"

Oliver Johnson shook his head quite helplessly, gesturing for the two of them to go in first.

Once they walked away, Oliver Johnson finally spoke up.

"I won’t be sitting with them later, you have a waiter prepare another private room."

Joy was a bit surprised, "What’s your relationship with them anyway? How strange, three people yet needing two private rooms?"

"Just do what I say." Oliver Johnson didn’t plan to explain to Joy further, and headed straight into the restaurant.

Eva Miller and Sophie Smith waited in the private room for a long ti without seeing Oliver Johnson co in, the waiter kept serving dishes, and soon many were already laid out.

"Sophie..." Eva Miller’s tone carried so reproach, "Are you really not planning to let Brother Johnson co in?"

"I wasn’t planning on it." She was speaking the truth, "He doesn’t want to co in himself."

"That’s because Brother Johnson hasn’t received your response, if you call him now, he’ll definitely co over."

Sophie Smith didn’t know how to explain, could it really be that Oliver Johnson wasn’t coming in because he didn’t get her word?

She didn’t want to disappoint Eva Miller, so she called over a nearby waiter.

"Excuse , could you please ask Mr. Johnson to co over to this private room?"

Eva Miller’s eyes lit up upon hearing her words, "Sophie, you’re really great."

The waiter returned shortly, but Oliver Johnson’s silhouette was absent behind them.

"Mr. Johnson said he wasn’t sure if it was Miss Smith calling him over, so..."

So, did he an he wanted her to call him personally?

"Sophie,..." Eva Miller looked embarrassed.

"Alright, I’ll go call him over now." Sophie Smith pulled out her chair and headed towards Oliver Johnson’s private room.

However, the mont she pushed the door open, she suddenly felt a bit regretful.

All the eyes turned towards her; Oliver Johnson’s private room had about ten or so people, all in suits and ties, her being the only woman barging in really did attract attention.

She felt awkward, unsure of what to say, and didn’t know if Oliver Johnson was doing it on purpose, seeing her embarrassed, but he didn’t co out to speak for her.

It was Joy who spoke first, "Oliver, isn’t this the chick you brought along?"

Oliver Johnson put down the wine glass in his hand then raised his eyes to look at her.

Sophie Smith felt it wouldn’t be appropriate to walk out without saying anything, besides, if she didn’t call Oliver Johnson over, Eva Miller would surely be very disappointed. So, she braced herself and spoke up.

"Mr. Johnson, I, I would like to invite you to sit in our private room for a while." As soon as she said this, aside from Oliver Johnson, everyone had a look of astonishnt on their faces.

So had already recognized her, chuckling a few tis, thinking she was trying to get close to Oliver Johnson.

"Miss Smith, if you’re looking for a man, you’ve chosen the wrong one with President Johnson—his standards for won are quite high." Soone said jokingly.