A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO

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Unable to resist Alfred’s persistent nagging, Terence glanced around and decided to stop his electric bike. He walked into a late-night restaurant by the street and shared his location with Alfred.

“Sir, what would you like to order?” The middle-aged restaurant owner approached, wiping his hands

with a towel.

“Well, I’ll have a pot of clam chowder, a plate of buffalo-style chicken wings, a plate of beef stir-fry with noodles, and a plate of mac and cheese…”

Hearing Terence order almost every dish on the menu, the restaurant owner was astonished.

“Sir, are you sure you can finish all that food by yourself?”

“Hehe, I haven’t had a taste of hometown dishes in a long time, so I’ll indulge a bit more.”

Terence insisted.

Without hesitation, the restaurant owner prepared the food as requested, without doubting whether he

could afford it.

After about half an hour, all the late-night snacks were served, filling the entire table.

Terence was in high spirits, ready to savor every dish.

At that moment, the sound of motorcycle engines came from outside the restaurant, and a group of young men and women walked in.

It was Marilyn and her group once again.

They got off their motorcycles and were discussing a hot topic in town.

you heard? There’s a wealthy man named Quillen who invested 150

our rundown place is going to

our town. With such a wealthy investor, our

is

men and women spoke without

fantasy because she believed the

and saw Terence, they stopped in their

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man, we

finish all that late-night

if

approached, and they seemed to want to

“Stop!”

called out, hastily rebuking them. “Do you even understand the concept of

man wants to treat us to a late-night snack. What

you’re willing to treat

Terence, and although they didn’t sound threatening, their numbers made it difficult for

you want

a deep voice with a murderous aura

back and were scared out of

door, Alfred arrived with dozens of black-clad men, just in time to protect

presence were unmatched

They were professionals.

wondered who the

Alfred walked in confidently.

and the others naturally dispersed, realizing that this old man

Alfred unexpectedly walked up to Terence and bowed respectfully, saying, “Old Mr. Quillen, we