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.

any more

see it,” Florence scoffed, then turned to Christopher. Right,

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

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look cut him off abruptly.

off Jonathan,

I’ll hand over the person to you myself, no doubt about it. But

you,‘ she clearly meant Angela.

to have found where Jonathan’s bottom line. lay. Even when mentioning Angela while speaking to him, she refrained from conveying any

words weren’t as sharp as before,

win over Jonathan, no matter

she was determined

coldly, unmoved

and stern demeanor, he was actually tightly

smiled and squeezed his

was ready to speak again when the door to the private room

was the waiter bringing in

the restaurant manager, but this time,

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much more nervous

was that he had just discovered Florence’s true identity from her subordinates.

at this table were important, but he hadn’t grasped

definitely not Florence, who was not just back but also

check as he directed the waiters to serve the

the table. “Please enjoy your meal, dear guests,” the manager said respectfully before

the manager before the door

when they had met outside. He seemed

to get increasingly nervous with each encounter with strangers or guests.

shake off the feeling that it

meeting, but now it

on your mind?” Jonathan noticed her contemplative expression and asked in a concerned tone as he

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She gazed at Jonathan’s face, which was so near

with fair skin, beautiful eyebrows, and a straight nose, traits she had always been aware

near, she struggled to tear herself away from his intense

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

then did she start to feel

other, but Jonathan leaned in close. to her ear and asked once more, “What’s on

melodious, like a piece of very beautiful music.