Doris vs. Emmeline.
This man has an eagle eye; he can recognize someone from their back.
Doris, “…” Well, this is quite embarrassing, isn’t it?
Emmeline, “…” It seems like he found a soft spot.
“This is for you,” Daniel handed the bouquet to Doris, “I hope you don’t mind them.”
Doris looked down and quickly glanced at the flowers.
Emmeline also gave a knowing look.
The bouquet was not composed of red roses; instead, it had lilies mixed with a few yellow roses.
Mr. Daniel seemed to know how to choose flowers.
“Thank you, Mr. Daniel,” Doris said, reaching out to accept the bouquet. She smiled and added, “I’ll treat you to coffee and our delicious desserts.”
It was a way of showing appreciation.
“We can have coffee and snacks another time,” Daniel replied with a smile. “It’s noon now, would you mind having lunch with me, Ms. Doris?”
Doris raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Daniel wanted to take her out to lunch.
She had not expected this.
After all, they had only met once before at Blue Sky Villa, and they were not very familiar with each other.
But she could not outright refuse since Daniel had been helpful to her during their last encounter.
“This…” Doris hesitated, feeling a bit awkward about turning down the invitation directly.
“Why don’t I treat you instead?” Doris smiled generously, “Consider it a thank you for your help at the last reception.”
“It’s the same thing,” Daniel replied happily, “Then let’s go. My car is parked across the street.”
Doris then turned to Emmeline and said, “Miss Louise, I won’t have lunch here; I’ll be back later.”
“That’s fine,” Emmeline nodded, “Take your time. We still have plenty of desserts.”
“Okay!” Doris told Daniel, “I’ll go upstairs and change my clothes. Just wait a moment.”
She realized she was still wearing a big apron with big sleeves and a chef’s hat, so it made sense to tidy up a bit.
Ten minutes later, Doris came downstairs.
Her long black hair was loosely tied into a ponytail at the back of her head.
She was wearing a white casual shirt on top and anthracite jeans on the bottom, with white dad shoes on her feet.
She looked youthful, lively, and very beautiful.
Seeing her, Daniel’s eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
“Let’s go,” Doris said to Daniel, who was still looking at her.
Daniel happily led the way and opened the glass door for her.
At the door, Doris turned back to Emmeline and said, “Ms. Louise, I’m off.”
“Have fun,” Emmeline smiled and waved, “I’m not in a hurry to have you back.”
“Miss!”
Sam rushed down from upstairs, catching up to the door and looking at Doris and Daniel as they left. he asked, “Isn’t someone trying to get a peek at his heart? Aren’t you going to do something about it?”
“I really hope,” Emmeline rolled her eyes, “that someone could intervene so we don’t have to worry about Waylon.”
“Do you think we should tell Mr. Waylon?” Sam asked with concern, “Doris is such a great person; it would be a shame if he dates her.”
“Stay out of it!” Emmeline lightly slapped the back of her hand, “If fate doesn’t bring them together, there’s nothing we can do about it.”
“…You’re right,” Sam nodded reluctantly, “I just wish someone could break down the barriers and wake up the dreamer.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Emmeline reassured her, “Mr. Waylon never even had this dream. Besides, if necessary, I can arrange for Doris to go out with someone else.”
Sam thought to himself…
Mr. Waylon, why are you so clueless?
Doris is such a wonderful woman…
…
Meanwhile, Doris and Daniel crossed the road and reached the opposite parking lot.
Daniel remotely unlocked a Porsche Cayenne.
Doris followed him and walked towards the car.
Coincidentally, the door of a black car parked just in front opened.
Stepping out was a tall man in a white suit – Waylon.
Their eyes met each other in an instant.
Waylon’s gaze passed over Daniel and landed on Doris.
Huh?
Doris never expected to run into Waylon here.
They were not friends, but it seemed like the world was a small place.
The space between the rows of cars felt even narrower.
“Mr. Waylon?” Daniel spoke, trying to break the tension, “What a coincidence!”
“Well, what a coincidence,” Waylon responded curtly and coldly.
“I have an appointment with Miss Doris,” Daniel stated matter-of-factly.
Waylon did not say anything, as if he did not even hear the words.
“I…” Doris was about to greet Waylon, but he had already walked past her.
A cold and invisible aura surrounded them, almost making Doris shiver.
