The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day Chapter 253: What’s the Point of Having a Girlfriend

Damian Knight shrugged: "What’s the point of having a girlfriend? Stop wasting ti and hurry up, I’ll be waiting outside."

After speaking, he picked up his own set of utensils and walked out, with an attitude as if treating her like a servant.

Sumr Monroe was so annoyed she nearly jumped, but since she had agreed, she had no choice but to do it.

She took a deep breath, telling herself not to be petty with Damian Knight, after all, he had contributed quite a bit tonight.

With this thought, Sumr cald down and began to cook the dumplings in peace.

According to Damian Knight’s request, she cooked several of each flavor, and quickly served two big bowls of freshly made dumplings.

Both of them ate dry dumplings, so Sumr strained the broth and adjusted the seasoning herself, then carried the tray outside.

Damian Knight was on the phone, and seeing Sumr co out, he pointed at the dumplings, signaling her to start eating.

Sumr happened to be hungry too, so she ignored Damian Knight and dipped the dumplings in the sauce to eat.

Perhaps there had been too much going on earlier, and she hadn’t felt hungry, but now that she was relaxed, she was truly starving. By the ti Damian Knight finished his call, she had already eaten over a dozen dumplings.

This was much more than her usual appetite.

Sumr put down the chopsticks and sighed contentedly.

Feeling satisfied, her gaze involuntarily fell on Damian Knight.

Damian Knight looked serious, holding his phone and saying to the voice on the other end: "There’s nothing we can do, perhaps they sensed sothing. Search that place thoroughly once more to see if anything useful can be found."

After saying that, Sumr only heard an "mm" from the other side, and Damian Knight ended the call.

Seeing his unusually serious expression, Sumr couldn’t help but ask: "What happened? Is there anything I can help with?"

Damian Knight didn’t hide anything from her and directly said: "Julian Kingston and the others followed the location you provided last ti and found the hiding place of those people."

Sumr’s eyes lit up, but then she asked in confusion: "Why do you have that expression if you’ve found them?"

Damian Knight sighed and said: "They went a step too late; those people had already left. They just left behind a heap of useless things, and I told them to bring everything back."

Sumr thought about it and said: "You could run fingerprint comparisons to see if any matching data can be found in the database."

Damian Knight gave a wry smile and said: "They already tried that thod, but still couldn’t find anyone. Their identities are hidden so well that even the global database couldn’t find matching data."

Sumr’s mood couldn’t help but beco irritable.

The group wanting to kill Damian Knight were indeed ruthless, and without finding them, she felt uneasy.

She glanced at the now slightly cold dumplings and reminded Damian Knight: "At least we eliminated one of their hideouts, which is not a loss. You’ll find so useful information eventually. Don’t overthink it, eat the dumplings first, they will get cold."

However, Damian Knight said: "I’ve had dinner, I’m not hungry, I’ll take you back."

As he spoke, he stood up directly.

Sumr was montarily stunned and opened her mouth: "I haven’t even told you my thoughts after trying the dumplings."

Wasn’t having her taste the dumplings his intention?

Yet Damian Knight just waved his hand and said: "The market departnt has people dedicated to tasting, no need, let’s go."

Sumr watched Damian Knight’s back as he walked out, his silhouette leaving her montarily blank.

So, why did Damian Knight call her over?

Could it really have been just to eat dumplings?

Sumr didn’t ask, nor did she continue to think about it; she was afraid she’d again be imagining things and unnecessarily upset.

As the car left the villa area, Sumr deliberately glanced at the residential entrance hall, where she saw the bold gold lettering of "Fenhollow."