Chapter 693


    Whitney quickly shook her head and denied, “N-No, it’s not.”


    Zendaya yfully covered her mouth, her eyes twinkling mischievously. “Why are you blushing,


    Whitney? Are you feeling shy?” she teased.


    Caught off guard by the little girl’s straightforwardment, Whitney felt a wave of embarrassment


    wash over her. She lowered her head and remained silent, unsure of how to respond.


    Even to the most casual observer, it became apparent that Whitney harbored feelings for Charles. In


    fact, Charles himself was beginning to recognize the possibility, a realization slowly dawning upon him.


    After a moment of contemtion, he turned to Zendaya, who was sitting beside him. “Zendy, do you


    like Whitney?”


    The girl nodded her head enthusiastically and replied, “Yes! Whitney is so kind to me. If she bes


    my godmother, I would be incredibly happy!”


    “G-Godmother?” Whitney was taken aback by the girl’s words, her cheeks turning even redder.


    Nervously, she twirled a strand of her golden hair around her finger,


    Charles lifted his gaze to observe Whitney more attentively.


    Although he had encountered her regrly at the oceanarium, he hadn’t paid close attention to her


    appearance.


    Now, he realized that while she may not possess conventional beauty, there was an enchanting allure


    about her that captivated him.


    Whitney possessed exquisitely defined features, highlighted by her golden hair and captivating blue


    eyes, which exuded an alluring and exotic charm. Her fairplexionplemented her graceful


    figure, lending an air of elegance to even her ck waitress apron.


    Whitney’s blushing cheeks, apanied by the asional yful tucking of a strand of hair behind


    her ear, imbued her already captivating presence with a subtle touch of sensuality.


    Charles’ eyes narrowed, his gaze shifting from Whitney to Zendaya. As his mind raced with thoughts, a


    n began to take shape within him.


    “Ms. Mellor, while I’m uncertain if I am the man you have been searching for all these years, I do recall


    encountering you in Tayhaven. Am I correct in remembering that?” Charles inquired.


    The woman kept silent, prompting him to continue saying, “I’ve recently been attending blind dates, as


    you may be aware.”


    She lowered her head further and replied, “Yes, I’m aware.”


    “I wonder if you’re interested in me, Ms. Mellor?”


    Puzzled, she asked, “What do you mean?”


    “We have known each other for quite some time, and there seems to be a certain level of connection


    between us. If you are interested in exploring that further, we could skip the entire blind date process


    and go on a date tomorrow.”


    “Huh?” Whitney responded in astonishment, her voice reflecting herplete surprise at the


    unexpected proposition.


    He’s suggesting that we bypass the blind date and jump straight into a romantic rtionship? Is


    Charles implying that he wants us to be together? I was feeling disheartened and had already resigned


    myself to returning to my hometown and enduring the mockery from my rtives. I never anticipated


    him taking the initiative and inviting me on a date!


    Her mind reeled with confusion, trying to process this sudden turn of events.


    At that moment, Zendaya stepped forward, disying her wholehearted support. “Whitney, you should


    say yes! Going on a date with my Uncle Charles would be incredible. He’s considerate and a wonderful


    person. If you let this opportunity slip away, you might regret it!”


    As she spoke, Zendaya’s excitement was palpable, her hands and feet waving in the air with fervor.


    If you miss this opportunity, you’ll regret it!


    Her words struck a chord deep with Whitney.


    “Okay. Let’s do it.”


    Hidden behind Charles’ deep blue eyes, a myriad of thoughts swirled. Nevertheless, a warm smile


    graced his lips, radiating a sense of warmth and intrigue.


    During their time in the private room with Jessamyn earlier, both Charles and Zendaya had refrained


    from eating any food.


    As such, Zendaya’s hunger began to surface. Recognizing this, Charles made the decision to order


    some food and extended an invitation to Whitney to stay and dine with them. This impromptu meal


    marked the beginning of what could be considered their first date.


    The trio enjoyed a harmonious meal together.


    Unaware of unintentionally bing a third wheel, Zendaya disyed her carefree nature and


    yfully requested Charles to feed her, bringing an element of light-heartedness and yfulness to


    their meal.


    Following the conclusion of the meal, Whitney’s day as a waitress was far from over. She joined


    Zendaya and Charles as they made their way to the restaurant entrance.


    Before parting ways, Charles spoke with sincerity. “Both Zendy and I have grown ustomed to your


    leadership at the oceanarium. If working as a waitress at the restaurant doesn’t suit you, please


    remember that you are always wee to return. The oceanarium will be waiting for you with open


    arms.”


    “Thank you, Mr. Newton.”


    “Why are you still calling me Mr. Newton?” Charles pursed his lips.


    Realizing her oversight, Whitney hesitated for a moment before asking, “Then… how about Mr.


    Charles?”


    Zendaya’s mischievous smile brightened her face as she interjected, “Uncle Charles meant that you


    could use a more intimate term, like Charles or Honey.”


    Whitney’s ears turned crimson, and her breath grew slightly unsteady. She forced herself to maintain


    composure and whispered softly, “Okay… Charles.”


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    Charles nodded, his expressionposed and content, seemingly pleased with Whitney’s choice of


    address.


    “Since tomorrow is Monday, I’ll drop Zendy off at kindergarten first. Could you please share your


    contact information with me? I’ll pick you up around nine o’clock,” he said,


    “Pick me up?” Whitney said in surprise.


    In a patient and clear tone, Charles reiterated, “Just as we discussed earlier, we are now officially


    dating. We can go shopping, watch a movie, indulge in delicious cuisine, and enjoy the scenic night


    view together.”


    Essentially, Charles nned to spend the entire day with her tomorrow.


    Whitney’s trembling palms revealed her indescribable joy. It felt like a dream; an incredibly surreal and


    enchanting dream.


    “Got it. I’ll see you tomorrow morning, Charles.”


    With a gentle smile on his face, the man proceeded toward the luxury car, Zendaya cradled securely in


    his arms.


    As the car door closed, his polite smile gradually faded, giving way to his customary cool and aloof


    countenance.


    The driver elerated swiftly, propelling the luxury car away from the restaurant entrance.


    Zendaya leaned against the window, ensuring she could wave goodbye to Whitney.


    Only when Whitney disappeared from her view did she settle back into her seat, and Charles promptly


    proceeded to fasten Zendaya’s seatbelt.


    When interacting with Zendaya, Charles’ eyes radiated tenderness and indulgence. He made a


    concerted effort to hide any hints of his darker and more sinister nature, ensuring a safe and nurturing


    environment for the little girl.


    Zendaya tilted her head and asked curiously, “Uncle Charles, do you really have feelings for Whitney?”


    Charles yfully pinched her cheek and said, “I like her as long as you like her.”


    Satisfied with his response, she grinned mischievously and said, “So you still like me the most!”


    The man affectionately ruffled Zendaya’s head before taking out his phone and ncing at the contact


    number Whitney had provided him earlier. As he looked at the digits on the screen, a n began to


    take shape in his mind.


    Whitney stood at the restaurant entrance, her gaze fixed on the receding luxury car until it vanished


    from sight.


    A wide smile adorned her face, mirroring the bubbling excitement and profound joy she felt within.


    Charles wants to be my boyfriend. He wants to go on a date with me!


    She pinched her own arm firmly, feeling the sting of pain, and couldn’t help but exim gleefully,


    “Ouch, it hurts! I can’t believe this isn’t a dream.”


    When Charles first arrived in Tayhaven as a teacher, she had taken notice of the handsome and refined


    man who exuded an air of aristocracy.


    His demeanor was unlike any other teacher.


    At the time, she was just an inconspicuous student in his ssroom, sitting in the farthest corner.


    Although they didn’t exchange many words back then, she was captivated by his appearance.


    Consequently, she followed him to Chanaea. Charles began teaching in Tayhaven under an alias. It


    required considerable effort on her part to track him down, but her determination led her to seed in


    finding him.


    She had tirelessly searched for him, leaving no stone unturned, until news of his appointment as the


    new CEO of Newton Group emerged in the media.


    For the past four years, she had patiently remained in Chanaea, waiting for him.


    At this moment, however, Whitney felt that every second of those four years had been worthwhile.


    Lost in her thoughts at the entrance, Whitney remained unaware of Jessamyn’s presence as she stood


    nearby, positioned discreetly behind a marble pir.


    Thetter had overheard Charles and Whitney’sughter-filled conversation and their ns for the


    uing date.


    Feelings of dissatisfaction and a burning desire to ovee her rival surged within Jessamyn.


    She never expected Charles to dismiss her, the daughter of the Cloud family, and opt to go on a date


    with a girl who seemingly emerged out of nowhere.


    In what way is that waitress better than me?


    The sudden turn of events stirred a mix of surprise and resentment within Jessamyn as she made her


    way decisively toward Whitney.