Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self by Fleur Delacour

Chapter 417 Dishes Tampered

“You’re curious, huh? Well, some things are just meant for Mr. Lawson’s ears.” Florence sighed, her disappointment evident.

Angela’s brow furrowed slightly as she calmly studied Florence’s expression.

“If there are matters you can’t spill in public, let’s focus on what we can share,” Angela suggested coolly while locking eyes with her. She then casually glanced over at Christopher, who was sitting quietly beside Florence, and added, “Once we’re done, it’s time to return him to us.”

Christopher remained a silent figure in the background and did not react when he was being mentioned.

Florence’s frown deepened, and frustration bubbled up inside her.

She hadn’t expected Angela’s sharp tongue to nearly leave her speechless.

But when the latter noticed Florence’s lack of response, she quickly asked, “You wouldn’t go back on your word, would you, Miss Shelton?”

Florence blurted out, “Of course not! I keep my promises.”

Her mood soured even more, and because she was talking to Angela, even the smile that had been on her face disappeared.

Angela fixed her gaze on Florence, her eyes probing and her expression indifferent.

Under her scrutinizing gaze, Florence felt uneasy and angered.

“What’s with the stare–down? You doubt my word?” She shot Angela a defiant look while hoping to shift the focus away from herself.

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Her tone was authoritative, but the guilt flickering in her eye: betrayed her lack of confidence. It was as if she was overcompensating or trying too hard to assert her dominance.

“Just wondering if you’ll honor your words,” Angela replied calmly as she took her time to assess the situation. “It doesn’t seem like you are planning to cut me loose, are you?”

At that moment, Angela emanated an air of assurance, and Florence couldn’t shake the feeling of déjà vu, as if she were facing Jonathan himself.

Florence blinked, trying to brush off the sensation as mere trickery of the mind, all the while pondering Angela’s words.

True enough, releasing Christopher wasn’t on her agenda. Her deal with Jonathan was just a ploy to ease his hostility toward her.

Even if she eventually set him free, it would be merely for show. She would still have someone keeping him under close watch, just in case.

After all, where there was a spark, there was usually a blaze.

Florence pulled off meeting Jonathan this time by using Christopher’s influence as her ticket in. Even if Jonathan shut her out later, she had another card to play.

warning that he wouldn’t tolerate any more manipulations. involving Christopher,

I see it,” Florence scoffed, then turned

off guard by the sudden mention, Christopher bobbed his head in agreement. “Yes, yes. Miss Shelton is

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stern look cut him off abruptly.

off Jonathan, seized the moment to speak her

about it.

she clearly meant Angela.

bottom line. lay. Even when mentioning Angela while

sharp as

win over Jonathan, no matter what obstacles lay ahead.

the more she was determined to make him hers.

he responded coldly, unmoved by her attempts.

knew that despite his calm and stern demeanor, he was actually tightly holding her

smiled and squeezed his hand back.

Florence clenched her teeth and was ready to speak again when the door to the

bringing in the

the restaurant manager, but this time,

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much

his anxiety was that he had just discovered

hunch that the people at this table were important, but he hadn’t

couldn’t afford to offend anyone, especially those of the Shelton Family, and definitely not Florence, who was not just back but also poised to take over the

kept his nerves in check as he directed the waiters to serve

swiftly placed on the table. “Please enjoy your meal, dear guests,” the manager said respectfully before making his

the manager before the door

had met outside. He seemed even more on

typical for someone to get increasingly nervous with each encounter with strangers or

couldn’t shake off the feeling that

to Jonathan during their first meeting, but now it seemed like his attention

Jonathan noticed her contemplative expression and asked in a concerned tone as he leaned in

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gazed at Jonathan’s face, which was so near hers, and felt a bit

a straight nose, traits she had always been aware

him suddenly so near, she struggled to tear

dark eyes, she couldn’t ignore the fluttering in her chest.

and only then did she start to

leaned in close. to her ear and asked once more, “What’s on your mind? Why do you seem so

voice was melodious, like a piece of