The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day Chapter 285: One Good Thing, One Bad Thing

"Hmm. Whenever you want to co over, just do it directly. After all, this restaurant is already yours."

Sumr Monroe pursed her lips, just about to say thank you, when Damian Knight raised his hand to stop her: "If you’re going to thank , save it. Just during this al, I’ve heard it many tis, my ears are growing calluses."

As he spoke, he even reached out and dug in his ear.

Sumr Monroe chuckled in surprise: "You really don’t like it when others thank you."

Just as she finished speaking, the phone on her hand rang.

Sumr glanced at it; it was Leah Lowell calling.

She glanced at Damian Knight and answered the phone without hesitation: "What’s up?"

Leah Lowell recounted the funeral arrangents, and a smile spread across Sumr’s lips as she asked, "Is she crazy?"

To which Leah replied: "I think her expression isn’t quite clear, she probably isn’t faking it. It looks like this has really hit her hard. Miss, you need to be careful."

"I know." Sumr nodded and asked, "Besides that, did anything special happen?"

Leah said, "There’s one more thing, I’m not sure if I should tell you."

"Go ahead."

"Well... I heard Chairman Hughes telling the old master about how you saved him at the Hughes Family. It should be a good thing, but the old master’s expression seed a bit off..."

Sumr’s face darkened, her voice calm as she said, "Got it," and ended the call.

Opposite her, Damian Knight observed her expression and asked: "What’s wrong? What happened? You’ve been smiling one mont and looking grim the next?"

Sumr put down her chopsticks and said, pretending to be relaxed: "One good thing, one bad thing, which do you want to hear first?"

Damian Knight thought for a mont and said, "The good thing."

"The good thing is... Stella Monroe has been out of sorts due to Clarissa Stanton’s death. But I’m not sure if she’s pretending. After all, playing dumb might just win Henry Stanton’s trust."

Damian Knight furrowed his brows slightly and said, "So it seems this isn’t entirely a good thing either. What about the bad thing?"

Sumr said with a sowhat grave expression: "Henry Stanton has started to suspect ."

Damian Knight raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why do you say that all of a sudden?"

Sumr recounted Leah’s words, sighing heavily: "He’s always been suspicious by nature. I think he had so doubts about during the barista competition, but coffee is not that difficult to master, and with effort, anyone can make good latte art. However, dical skills like saving a stroke patient are impossible without systematic learning from a master."

Damian Knight was silent for a mont, then suddenly asked: "Sumr, can you tell where you learned all these things?"

Before Sumr could reply, Damian added: "If you don’t want to say, you don’t have to tell ."

Sumr bit her lip and clutched the transfer contract for Luna Restaurant tightly, saying: "Actually, I never lived in the countryside."

As Sumr finished speaking, she noticed Damian’s expression hadn’t changed.

She asked in surprise, "You knew?"

"I guessed. Soone who grew up in the countryside couldn’t have been exposed to so many things. Like latte art, chess, and especially... your dical skills. However, I don’t know where exactly you grew up."

Sumr pursed her lips and said, "Do you know the William couple?"