Chapter 147:

After Belinda sat down, Lucas slid the menu toward her. Belinda looked at it and then selected two dishes before handing the menu back to him.

Once their orders were placed, the two of them sat in silence. After a while, Belinda finally broke the quiet. “Next time your dad asks us to have dinner together, you don’t have to come.”

Lucas raised an eyebrow at her words, a slight frown forming. He scoffed lightly. “If I don’t come, you’re just going to run to Harold and complain about the matter, aren’t you?”

Belinda was rendered momentarily speechless, feeling a bit resigned. She took a deep breath before finally saying, “Then I won’t come. How about that?”

Lucas turned to look at her, his expression unreadable. Belinda met his gaze evenly, her face calm and without any signs of playing games. For some reason, this made Lucas feel a little frustrated.

A faint smile tugged at his lips as he leaned back slightly, speaking with a trace of amusement. “Do you think, with my father’s far-reaching influence, he wouldn’t know whether we had dinner together or not?”

was right. Harold’s connections were vast, and he would likely find

turned to look at Belinda. “What’s the matter? You don’t want to have dinner with me?” He paused, a playful glint in his eyes. “Or… Are you afraid that the longer you’re around me, the harder it’ll be to keep your feelings for me in

eyes widened in disbelief. She opened her mouth, but no words came out at first. After a while, she rolled her

low and smooth. “Isn’t what

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out for you, Mr. Clark. I’m worried that

her hands, feigning resignation. “If that happens, I’d be

sarcasm. He replied in a

expression

two sat in silence as the dishes were served, the quiet between them thick—an unspoken tension hanging

to leave, but before they reached the door, it swung open on its

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