Chapter 229
Chapter 229 The Silver
Seeing Curtis' name, she had a feeling that nothing good would happen.
After she answered the call, Curtis' low voice came through. "Mrs. Martin, Mr. Martin wants you to come to the Silver now." Harper paused for a moment upon hearing "the Silver".
In the morning, he asked her to tell Curtis to reserve a private room at the Silver, as he wanted to treat his guest to a meal. She thought, "Why should I go when he's having lunch with another woman?"
Harper asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
"Mr. Martin doesn't understand some parts of the design drawings and hopes that you can provide some clarification."
"I can come to your company, and it's lunchtime now. I..."
"Mrs. Martin, please come over. Mr. Martin has other arrangements in the afternoon, so he may not have time."
Harper stopped talking. Curtis' forehead broke out in a cold sweat as he secretly glanced at Benjamin.
After a while, Harper said, "Okay."This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.
Curtis breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Benjamin, saying, "Mr. Martin, Mrs. Martin will be here soon."
Benjamin remained silent, his expression revealing no emotion.
When Harper arrived, Benjamin was already seated.
There was only him and a model named Emma Woods in the private room. She was the champion of this year's modeling competition, so Harper had some impression.
Harper stood at the door. Sitting
next to him, Emma smiled and said, "Mr. Martin, didn't you say you were only going to have lunch with me? How come there are other people here?"
"There is no one else. She just came to talk to me about work." He glanced at Harper, looking somewhat displeased.
Harper squinted her eyes and spoke with the same indifference, "Benjamin if you want to eat now, we can talk later."
"Do you think I have a lot of time?"
Benjamin sat calmly, somewhat impatient with her rambling.
Harper didn't want to argue with him, so she went in. And she sat directly across from him.
She was holding a backup copy of the design draft, as the original was given to Benjamin because she had anticipated that he wouldn't carry the design with him.
She opened the drawing and handed it to Benjamin. "Have you read the drawing? If there is anything that needs to be modified or if you have any suggestions, you can tell me."
"Mr. Martin, try this. It tastes really good. It's the signature dish of the Silver!" Emma also scooped a bowl of soup and handed it to Benjamin with a gentle smile, looking at him with expectant eyes.
Benjamin glanced at Harper, then picked up the soup bowl from Emma's hand. He took a sip and said gently, "It's really good."
"Mr. Martin, this is also delicious. Let me feed you." Emma used her fork to pick up a piece of fish and prepared to feed it to Benjamin.
Harper stared intently at Emma and
Benjamin. He had a cleanliness obsession and rarely ate food that had been touched by someone else's sutensils, even when eating with Larry. But now he indulged Emma, and Harper felt a bit jealous and bitter.
Just as she was lost in thought, Benjamin calmly asked, "What did you just ask me?"