Chapter 603: Please love me truly and passionately 13

Then made an inviting gesture to the back, only to see someone extraordinarily familiar to us walk in

outside the box.

The man was in a treasure blue custom suit, his hair was tidied and clean, and when he saw everyone,

he didn't seem to care that he was all late and early.

With a smile on his face, he opened his mouth and said, "Everyone has waited for a long time!"

Edward got up to greet him, with a smile on his face, shook hands with him and said, "Hank is working

hard, we have ordered the food, it will be served soon!"

Then entertained and sat down.

I looked at Hank sitting across from me and frowned at how he could appear as a third party A of the

company.

When I looked at Dennis, I saw him calmly peeling the lobster that the waiter had just brought up, and

when I looked at him, he smiled lightly, "Hungry?"

I shook my head and just wanted to speak, "No ......" the peeled lobster in his hand had already been

stuffed into my mouth.

It smelled so sweet that I froze and ate it up.

He looked at me and smiled, "How does it taste?"

I nodded my head and commented truthfully, "It tastes pretty good."

He smiled lightly and continued to peel with grace and ease, his voice was calm and gentle, "Eat

slowly, I'll peel it for you again!"

This looks as if the other people at the table were not even visible.

I ate lobster, the heart more or less clear a few points, look at Dennis, seems to know that the third

party is Hank before, that's why he followed me directly over to dinner.

When I noticed a harsh gaze, I looked up and saw Olivia's beautiful black eyes staring at me with a

deadly stare, the look of a man who could not wait to eat me alive.

I raised my eyebrows, it looks like I still can't let go, this sweetness can't be seen? I returned her a light

smile, tilted my head to look at Dennis and said in a warm voice, "Still want to eat!"

Dennis sent the peeled shrimp directly into my mouth with a light smile and admonished, "Eat slowly,

you'll choke!"

I nodded, one eye looking up at Olivia with challenge and bravado.

She was so angry that her face turned red.

"Mr. George and Mrs. George are in love, people can't help but admire it!" Edward opened his mouth,

probably because he felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he said something to ease the

awkwardness.

Hank narrowed his eyes slightly and hooked his lips in a light smile, "There are too many couples who

put on a show nowadays, I hope Mr. George is genuinely good to us Clara!"

When he opened his mouth with the extraordinarily intimate address, Edward was stunned and

surprised, "Do Hank and Mrs. George know each other, too?"

"I've known you for a long time!" Hank opened his mouth, his eyes fell on me, that gaze how to look

with a few doting, "this girl is cold and anxious, after the last fight until now ignored me, thanks to I still

think about her all the time!"

Hank's words, obviously provocative, I looked at him with wide eyes for a while, when did I look like

what he said?

Edward listened to this, and naturally heard a few embarrassed, could not help but say, "Hank and Miss

Kennedy are very close friends or?"

"Well a little more than friends, Clara, wouldn't you say?" Hank opened his mouth, his gaze going to

me, the eyes extraordinarily reckless.

I frowned, before I could say anything.

Dennis spoke up, "According to Uncle Yank's generation, Hank and my wife's relationship is indeed

more than a layer of relatives than friends, but after all, my aunt has now left the Gibson Group, the

relationship is heavy, think about it is okay, Hank in the future to speak or weigh, after all My wife's

reputation is important."

After saying that, the bastard did not forget to send the peeled shrimp in his hand into my mouth.

A time on the table, how are a few awkward, waiters began to successively put the dishes are on the

complete.

Edward probably also sensed the complexity of these relationships and simply snorted and greeted

everyone for dinner.

To put it bluntly, this meal is actually considered his host, after all, the Yadriulia project, in the final

analysis, is the White Group is still the main.

I was the most uncomfortable at the end of the meal, and every now and then I had to endure dishes

from Hank across the table, and Dennis shoving things in my mouth as if he were feeding a pig, hating

the fact that I had no spare room to eat anything anyone sent me.

At the same time, I had to endure Olivia's ice-like gaze and Sheila's occasional glances of contempt.

When the meal was over, Hank looked at me and said, "Clara, where do you live? I think you ate a little

too much today, why don't we go out for a walk later to cool off?"

I purse my lips and shake my head, "No, I ......"

"We have other business to attend to as a couple in a few minutes, so thank you Hank for your

kindness. " Dennis answered, pulling me along afterwards and preparing to disperse.

Hank saw this and was upset, but didn't say much.

Out of the private room, I really ate some more, thinking about where to go out for a walk in a while.

But only if there is a trip to the bathroom first.

I told Dennis to wait for me in the lobby, and I went straight to the restroom and came out of the

restroom just in time to meet Sheila.

She was washing her hands at the sink, and when she saw me coming out of the bathroom, she pulled

a paper towel to wipe her hands and looked at me with disdain and said, "Clara, I don't care how

watery you are, but this Yadriulia project is my heart and soul, and you better not mess it up for me, or I

won't be done with you!"

I looked at her lightly, "Don't worry, you're not the only one who cares about this project, I do too."

She sneered, "What you care about may not be this project, I underestimated you, originally thought

you hooked up with Dennis is coincidental luck, now it seems that although you look average, the

means is very clever, which Miss Pearson can lose in your hands, is also expected."

I am not as good as you, but it doesn't mean that I am useless, Dennis can marry me, maybe it is luck,

but just by luck my marriage with him can go for ten years, do you think a person How good does luck

have to be to get to this point? Don't be so narrow-minded, what you call worthy or unworthy may really

be superficial."

After a slight pause, I continued, "In addition, as a highly educated intellectual, I hope you think about

the premise first when considering the issue? Hank and I know each other, but it doesn't mean he likes

me or favors me, that is, I seduce him or make any means, have you thought about it, two such

excellent men, why would they look at me? And you are so good, why others just appreciate your

ability to work, but have not thought of a relationship with you outside of work? People are not only

work, men look at a woman, but also not just look at her appearance and ability, can love each other

two people, more often than not, rely on each other's warmth and different, we call this destiny."