Chapter 717 Greg''s Old Lover Comes Back (Part Two)
Cassie doubted him. Beforeing here, she had heard a great deal about Francis. ''How is it
possible? Old habits die hard. I don''t think he can change so soon aftering to this city, '' she
mused.
"You heard me," Francis An said firmly,"I haven''t made any friends here yet since I never went out to
any clubs."
Francis'' exnation convinced Cassie slightly. "I see. You won''t create any trouble again, will you?"
she asked, with a worried look.
"I don''t know. That depends on the women in this city," Francis answered. He had no idea what was
going to happen in his life now. He was going to start a new life here, but he wasn''t sure if it was the life
he had wanted.
"Anyway, keep a low profile and behave yourself here. When you were abroad, my Dad and Uncle
could help you clean up your mess. But now, no one can help you. I''m not a big shot, so you can''t
count on me. Be careful and don''t create any trouble, okay?" Cassie warned. ''If he does get into
trouble, I don''t know how to help him, '' she thought to herself.
"Don''t worry about it. Beforeing here, Dad had told me that he has some old friends here and they
are influential people. I have never met them before. But if we have any issues, we can tell my Dad. He
will ask them for help," Francis An responded. He wasn''t worried about all that. ''I chose this city
because I am familiar with it. Otherwise I wouldn''t have traveled so far out, '' he brooded.
"I know that you fear nothing," Cassie saidughing,"Let''s eat, and then take me to the hotel."
"Okay," Francis An agreed.
After half an hour of eating some delicious food, Violet''s hunger had disappeared. She touched her
stomach and looked at the leftovers on the table. There wasn''t much food left.
"Are you full?" Greg asked, ncing at his wife dotingly.
"Yes, I am," Violet answered, and then took the napkin to wipe her mouth.
"How about you eat some more? It''s not very nice to waste food," Greg suggested. He was worried that
his beloved woman might still be hungry.
"I couldn''t eat any more than this even if I tried. Besides, it''s not healthy to eat too much for dinner. I
might put on weight," Violet said.
"Fine, then drink some water," Greg said, handing her a ss of water.
"I''m going to thedy''s room. I''ll be back soon," Violet said.
"Okay," Greg nodded.
Violet rose from her seat and headed towards the bathroom.
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Francis and Cassie had their meal silently.
"Francis, I''m done," Cassie said, as she put down the chopsticks.
"Are you sure? You barely ate anything," Francis An said. "You''re not a model, so you don''t need to
manage your weight. Eat some more."
He tried to add some food to Cassie''s te, but she stopped him.
"I am really full!" Cassie said immediately.
"Fine then," Francis An responded. Noting that Cassie had no intention of eating more, he gave up.
Putting down his chopsticks, he said,"Wait here. I need to go to the restroom. After that, I''ll drive you to
the hotel, okay?"
"Okay," Cassie agreed.
In the washroom, Violet stood in front of the basin and looked at herself in the mirror. The reflection
showed a woman with tousled hair and no makeup. She didn''t look anything like a highborndy even
though she was dressed in high-end designer clothes. ''Perhaps I am just amon woman, '' she
mused.
Violet smiled slightly at her reflection and told herself, ''There is no need topare yourself with the
others. Nothing matters as long as you believe that you''re the best. And Greg loves you.''
And then Violet praised herself loud,"You are doing a fine job." After taking a deep breath, she
mumbled,"Keep it in mind that you''re the best because you''re always the one that Greg loves."
Sheughed at the mirror and murmured in a satisfied tone,"Well, it''s time to go back to the man you
love."
Violet turned around merrily, looked down at her clothes and walked towards the entrance.
Out of the blue, she bumped into something sturdy.
Caught unprepared, Violet took several steps backwards. Francis An fumed with rage at the small
ident.
"What the hell are you doing? Can''t you see where you are going?" Francis snapped at Violet.
"How rude!" Violet retorted angrily, as she rubbed her head where she got hit. She lifted her head and
studied the furious man standing in front of her. She noticed that he had fair and smooth skin, which
she was envious of. If she hadn''t met him like this, she would have asked him how he took such good
care of his skin. He had a pair of piercing eyes and short hair. All said, he looked cute. He was also
pretty tall with long, slender legs. Judging by his clothes, it seemed like he knew fashion and had a
good taste in apparel. ''Perhaps he prefers clothing made for male models or of Korean style, '' she
assumed.
"Are you done checking me out?" Francis asked in despise. He had noticed that the woman was
looking at him. He was irritated at how she was staring at him up and down.
"Are you kidding me? I wasn''t looking at you," Violet argued. "This ce is spacious enough. Now that
you can see me, why don''t you avoid running into me anymore?" She glowered at him.
Francis gave a coldugh. He remarked in contempt,"Why would I even look at an idiot like you?"
As soon as he finished his sentence, he intended to walk past Violet. ''It''s a waste of my time talking to
such an ignorant, appearance-oriented woman, '' he thought.
"You''re the idiot, not me. And you also look like a kept man," Violet seethed.
Francis An froze when he heard her calling him a kept-man. He swiftly turned around, grabbed Violet''s
arms tightly and pushed her to the wall. The man''s abrupt movement left Violet in shock.
Before Violet could realize what was going on, Francis was standing in front of Violet. He stretched out
and put his hands against the wall, leaving her no room to escape.