Chapter 325
Chapter 325
Jeremy and Austin had just exchanged pleasantries when they headed back to their table. Devin, menu
in hand, was scribbling away furiously. “Who’s that guy?” he muttered.
Across from him, Curtis draped his jacket over the back of his chair, the clean lines of his white shirt
giving him a rxed yet refined look. He picked up the teacup, his gaze nowhere near Devin, his voice
casual, “You don’t know Jeremy?”
Devin kept his eyes on another table while his pencil twirled rapidly between his fingers, his brows
knotted tightly. “I meant the guy next to Joy.”
Curtis wasn’t interested. “Some big shot from Lyle Advertising Agency.”
The group seized the moment to tease Devin. “Aren’t you pursuing Joy? Looks like someone beat you
to it.”
“Can you evenpete?”
“Cut it out, guys. Our Mr. Perez is a rookie in love; how’s he supposed to chase anyone?”
Devin frowned. “Say that again, and I swear I’ll dunk your head in the fondue pot.”
“Maybe you should dunk that guy next to Joy instead.”
Devin scoffed, unimpressed. “Why would I? With his yboy looks, Joy sure has terrible
taste.”
Ever since Curtis and his crew arrived, Joy had been on high alert, wary from Devin. But the dinner
proceeded without incident.
of any mischief
Midway through, two trendy-looking girls approached, phones in hand, seemingly as Curtis for his
number.
Leanne nced over, indifferent.
Joy, on the other hand, watched intently, chopsticks clenched tightly.
Curtis raised an eyebrow, a nonchnt smile ying on his lips-a look that no doubt set many a heart
fluttering.
True to form, whatever he said next left the girls blushing.
Joy witnessed him pulling out his phone and immediately rolled her eyes. “See? Typical \\flirt!”
As she spoke, Leanne’s phone pinged with a new message.
The screen lit up: a message from Curtis.
[Someone wants to follow me on Instagram]
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Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.
If he wanted to decline, he would have just done so. Why bother telling her now?
[Whatever you want]
Leanne replied nonchntly and was about to set the phone down when another message from Curtis
popped up.
[Should I tell her my wife’s here too?]
Leanne paused, her fingers hovering over the lock button, the words making her heart
race.
Joy, ever the vignt goalie against Curtis scoring, leaned over. “What did he send? Is he flirting
again?”
“It’s nothing.” Leanne quickly locked her phone.
Austin pulled her back to her seat. “Should you really be this focused on another man right in front of
me?”
“You don’t understand,” Joy retorted. “He’s my arch-nemesis.”
Leanne didn’t get a chance to reply to Curtis’ message as she picked up her ss to take a sip. When
she looked back, the girls were gone.
Did they add his contact?
She hadn’t seen, but probably not.
Curtis kept his phone in hand, but Leanne didn’t respond until they finished their meal.
Austin went to pay the bill, and Joy along with Selina headed to the restroom. Leanne helped gather
their bags and jackets. Jeremy picked up Selina’s casually discarded jacket.
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