Chapter 445


    What an arrogant tone!


    The girl standing before J was indeed beautiful, but her voice dripped with arrogance and


    contempt.


    J put the menu down and rested her chin on her hand. “Yes, I’m J. If you want something from


    me, at least tell me your name. Otherwise, I won’t know how to address you.”


    The girl pursed her lips and raised her chin slightly. “Heard of Mooney Mart? It’s a national chain


    supermarket owned by my family. Other than the famous Lester family and the Larson Group, our


    company is the biggest and most well-known.”


    Jesus!


    Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.


    This girl was too silly.


    She had given J so much information—but still not her name.


    J’s smile faded away. “I’ve heard of Mooney Mart, but I still don’t know your name, Miss.”


    “I’m… I’m Cindy Mooney of course!” Cindy didn’t like J’s expression. Was she mocking her?


    No one in the world dared to mock her, the daughter of the Mooney family.


    J smiled again and turned to the waiter. “Foie gras, please. Good for two people.”


    Noticing that J seemedpletely disinterested in her, Cindy asked bluntly, “May I sit with you?”


    Without waiting for an answer, she plopped down on the seat opposite J.


    It was clear that she still had a sense of superiority as she stared at J with disdain.


    “You’re Brandon Larson’s wife. What’re you wearing? Your clothes look very cheap.” Cindy shook her


    head and clicked her tongue in disgust. She didn’t think her words were impolite at all because in her


    household, she grew up saying whatever she wanted to say. “There are dozens of popr families in


    Seacisco, but I’ve never heard of the Lind family. What’s your background, J? How did you meet


    Brandon?”


    J shifted in her seat ufortably. She didn’t know the woman sitting across her that well, nor did


    it look like Cindy had anything to do with Brandon. Despite this, Cindy brazenly interrogated J.


    Judging from her words and tone of voice, Cindy seemed to be saying that J was too ordinary to


    be with a man like Brandon.


    Not wanting to waste her breath on her, J said dismissively, “I have no reason to answer you, Miss


    Mooney. Thank you for your dish rmendation, but if there’s nothing else, please leave now. I’m


    expecting a friend.”


    Cindy didn’t give a damn. She firmly believed it was fate that she ran into J today. No media outlet


    would reveal J’s specific identity, shrouding Brandon’s wife behind a veil of mystery.


    “Cancel on your friend and have dinner with me today. Tell me, how long have you been with Brandon?


    And how did you get him to fall in love with you?” Cindy asked persistently.


    Sometimes even the servants who worked for her family couldn’t stand her, let alone J, who didn’t


    even know her.


    “Maybe it’s because I don’t talk nonsense to annoy others, or maybe it’s because I’m more beautiful


    than most women,” J answered in a casual tone, mirroring Cindy’s arrogant manner.