Chapter 203

Lately, Angela and Dexter had been living together rather peacefully. Angela had never seen Dexter this angry before it was entirely unlike him.

"Did you forget? This is my house." she sneered coldly. "You're just a guest here."

Dexter was momentarily at a loss for words. His retort was caught in his throat.

"Angela, don't be angry anymore. Since Mr. Bamford is back, why don't we just eat together? There's no need for all this tension." Finn spoke up as he knocked lightly on the door from outside.

Angela let out a disdainful huff before opening the door to step out.

Finn was standing there with his signature gentle smile, his demeanor so refined that it was hard to refuse him.

"Mr. Bamford, would you like to join us?" Finn asked politely.

Angela believed Dexter would never swallow his pride and agree.

"Sure."

To Angela's surprise, Dexter actually headed to the kitchen, grabbed a plate, and sat down at the table.

Angela was dumbfounded.

Why was Dexter suddenly acting like this?

"Come on, don't be upset," Finn said, patting her shoulder comfortingly with a smile.

And so, their awkward dinner commenced.

Angela sat in the middle, piling up the grill with meat. With a cold expression, she picked up some grilled vegetables and dipped them in dipping sauce before stuffing them into her mouth.

But no sooner had she taken a mouthful than she began coughing uncontrollably.

Finn immediately stood up to pour her a glass of warm water, even patting her back in a flustered manner. "Eat slower. No one's going to take your food from you."

His tone was as gentle as his actions. The contrast between him and Dexter couldn't have been starker.

Angela coughed so badly that her eyes watered. She quickly gulped down a large mouthful of water.

Meanwhile, Dexter watched with a dark expression, gripping his fork so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"How dramatic!" He snorted coldly as he grabbed a piece of meat off the grill. However, the moment he bit into it, he almost exclaimed from the heat.

Angela couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention. She drank several gulps of water to finally disperse the weird taste.

"Angela, are you free this weekend? How about we go hiking together?" Finn placed a piece of meat on her plate. "Take your time eating. Be careful; it's hot."

Angela got up to grab two cans of chilled drinks from the kitchen and handed one to Finn. "Hiking? Sure, where to? I've been meaning to stretch my muscles lately."

Finn's smile grew even warmer

when he noticed her interest. "Mount Whickmore. It's just outside the city. The weather's been cool lately, so it's the perfect time for a hike."

Angela agreed instantly. "Sounds good. Let's finalize the details later."

The two chatted back and forth, appearing very close, making a certain someone seem completely out of place.

...

Finn and Angela arranged a time to meet up that weekend.

Mount Whickmore was indeed not far from the city center, but to avoid any incidents, Angela invited Joanne to come along as well.

"Who's this?" Finn was a bit surprised upon seeing Joanne. He could sense her commanding air and found her a little intimidating.

"This is Joanne Barnes, my bodyguard." Angela then continued with a proud

smile, "She's incredible. Madam Fiona hired her for me."

Finn politely greeted Joanne, who responded with a nod. Her sharp gaze,

however, scrutinized Finn as though sizing him up.

"Angela, there's someone else coming," Joanne added, sounding somewhat helpless as she sighed lightly. "The boss insisted on tagging along. There was nothing I could do

Boss?

Angela thought Joanne must be talking about Fiona. So, she waved her hand dismissively. "It's fine. Where is she? Let's all head out together. The more, the merrier. We can even have a barbecue at the farm-to-table restaurant at the foot of the mountain later."