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Mr. CEO, You're Just A Substitute novel Chapter 114

It was a little bit noisy in the main hall. Two children sitting at the neighboring table were having a frolic.

However, they could enjoy a wonderful view through the window.

Starry was seated. Wyatt went back to Adjan City last December, so they had not seen each other for almost half a year.

Yet, they were not intimate friends and Starry would never fawn on others out of any purpose.

Wyatt did not care whether they were intimate or not. Knowing that Starry used to dine with old Mrs. Pearson in Flamewarden Hall, he put the menu down on the table after browsing it for a while, "I believe that you are familiar with this restaurant. So, Ms. Bradley, maybe you can help me to order some dishes today."

Starry was browsing the menu too. At Wyatt's words, she looked up at him and grinned, "With pleasure."

During the past five years, she had dined with old Mrs. Pearson in Flamewarden Hall nearly every month.

Thus, she could remember almost every dish of this restaurant.

Since Wyatt trusted her, she put down the menu and ordered four dishes and one soup.

The names of the four dishes were elegant. Wyatt raised one eyebrow and said, "I was told that you have a new partnership with Hallowflame Entertainment."

He said in a certain voice.

Starry did not deny, "Yes."

"Well, I guess it will be a great pity for me for not having this chance to cooperate with you."

He was staring at her, sorry coloring his face.

Starry took a small sip of her tea without response.

Gazing at her, Wyatt continued to ask, "Do you have any plans for your new work, Ms. Bradley?"

Starry slightly rolled her eyes, "No, I don't."

She had no plans for her new work since it had not been published.

Wyatt looked through the window—it was still snowing outside; the flying snowflakes danced in the air and then fell on and covered the ground as a white canopy.

He suddenly recalled something and asked, "Do you ski, Ms. Bradley?"

Starry was startled. She shook her head and answered, "No, I don't."

"I plan to go skiing this weekend. Do you want to join me?"

Starry eyed him and refused, "It has been too cold these days and I don't want to take part in any outdoor activities."

Her confession confused Wyatt—he wondered whether she refused to ski or actually refused to be with him.

He smiled, "Yes, you are right."

They continued to talk in a casual way until their dishes were served.

Wyatt stopped their conversation and ladled out a bowl of soup for Starry.

Starry wiped her hands with wet tissue and lowered her head to enjoy the soup handed by Wyatt after expressing her thanks.

Wyatt also lapsed into silence.

When they were having their soup quietly, one of the two boys sitting at the neighboring table accidentally bumped into her leg.

The boy became nervous and nearly fell down to the ground when he tried to step back.

Starry reached out to catch him. Then, she took a candy out of her pocket and handed it to the little boy, "Be careful."

Sitting opposite her, Wyatt could only see a small part of her face.

Yet, he could still see her smile from that angle.

Starry was gentle and kind when talking with children, which contradicted her coldness when she was threatened by Skyler.

The little boy's eyes slid between the candy and Starry. Then, not able to resist the sweet temptation, he grabbed the candy and ran back to his seat.

His mother apologized to Starry and slightly patted on the little boy's hand, "Say sorry to that beautiful lady. You bumped into her."

The boy knew that he had committed some mistakes. He cast a guilty look at Starry and then, lowering his head, apologized in a low voice.

Starry grinned, "Never mind."

She was so gentle that the boy's mother felt sorrier and apologized again before leading the boy back to their seats.

Then, the woman asked the boy to sit still next to her by the wall. He looked down at the candy and unwrapped it quietly.

"You will be a good mother."

Starry collected her eyes and found that Wyatt was smiling at her.

"Well, I don't know. I'm not really that good tempered."

Wyatt grunted, "You mean you were not good tempered when you hit Lucia's car last year?"

Starry was startled. She looked at Wyatt and said, "You are making fun of me."

"No, I am not."

Grinning, he drank some water, "I think you are good."

A gentle but principled lady.

"Thanks."

Starry took out another piece of wet tissue to wipe her finger.

She had finished her lunch, "I am full now, Mr. Mathews."

"Then, let's go."

"How are you going to get home, Mr. Mathews?"

She asked directly.

Wyatt did not drive his car and they went to the restaurant in Starry's car. Therefore, she thought that she'd better make sure of his plan.

Wyatt raised one eyebrow and asked, "Ms. Bradley, won't you mind my hitching another ride?"

He paused and then added, "Of course, if you mind, I will go home by taxi."

Starry was free that afternoon, "I will drive you home, Mr. Mathews."

"Thanks."

Since it was Wyatt's treat, Starry waited for him to pay by the exit.

She checked the time—it was only 10 past 1, still early.

She looked up and saw the Pearsons walking towards her.

Old Mrs. Pearson was surprised by seeing Starry. They had not seen each other for at least 7 months.

Lily's face fell when she saw Starry and grunted a curse secretly.

Florence heard Lily's curse and glowered at her frowningly.

"Old Mrs. Pearson, long time no see."

Old Mrs. Pearson nodded her head indifferently, "Do you have lunch with your friends here?"

Starry smiled, "Yes."

Then, Wyatt came over. He greeted the Pearsons when he saw them, "Hello, old Mrs. Pearson, Mr. Pearson, President Pearson, and Ms. Pearson."

Old Mrs. Pearson gazed at Wyatt and said, "Wyatt, you are such a fine fellow."

"Thanks, Mrs. Pearson."

It was not an appropriate place for them to hold a long conversation. Therefore, the Pearsons planned to leave only after a short while.

As respectful juniors, Starry and Wyatt stepped a few feet back out of the way and let old Mrs. Pearson go first.

From the very beginning till now, Filip did not utter a word, but he tilted his head to eye Starry when passing her.

His dark eyes were unfathomable and the emotions in them were unreadable.

Starry greeted him with a nod.

Filip slightly coughed. Gazing at the two of them, he dredged up what Lily said, which made him feel as terrible as being choked.

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