Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 126 What Are You Doing Here Despite my mockery, Jeremiah's expression remained unchanged, which sent a chill down my spine.

"She passed out from anger when she got back, yet she still said she doesn't blame you." Jeremiah's gaze wandered, and it seemed like he truly believed Beata had a generous heart.

I nodded, but I didn't look at him.

"I see. Well, make sure to remind her to take care of her health. If that's all, I'll be on my way."

Saying that, I turned to the side, intending to walk past Jeremiah.

But Jeremiah blocked me again, his face showing nothing but determination. "I'd like to have dinner with you. The restaurant's already booked."

I raised an eyebrow at him and met his unwavering gaze. I immediately understood. It seemed that after Beata hit a dead end with me yesterday, the Cornell family had stepped up their pressure on Jeremiah.

Though I didn't want to have dinner with him, at that moment, I changed my mind. "Fine, let's go."

Soon, the car stopped in front of a Marosdian restaurant.

"The dishes here are really creative, and the flavors are amazing. Especially the desserts—they'll have you hooked," Jeremiah continued to praise the place as we sat down.

my

I uploaded the photo to Instagram and set it so that only Elsa could see it. I

waited for the

gaze. To my surprise, his eyes seemed unexpectedly filled with a strange tenderness, which

too unpleasant because he froze, cleared his throat, and said, "Jae, stop messing around. Let's head

looked at him,

"Our home."

almost as if

waved my hand.

if the pressure from

much for you or if you have some kind

instant, I saw a flash of anger in his eyes. The hand holding the cup slowly tightened,

table, he suddenly smiled. "I

an eyebrow, signaling for

doing all this to get

a moment, I saw a hint of sincerity in his eyes,

of a figure darting past