Chapter 591 Pasta in the Night

Walter hurried out of the car, fumbling to pay the taxi fare for Meryl.

But when he turned around, Chandler had already pulled Meryl

into his Porsche and driven off.

Left behind in the chilly wind, Walter felt utterly helpless.

The taxi driver, still lingering, tipped his cap with a smirk. "Need another ride, young man?"

Walter could only sigh in frustration.

Meanwhile, Chandler had settled Meryl into the passenger seat of his car, carefully buckling her seatbelt.

Then he hit the gas, and the Porsche roared down the road.

Meryl sat quietly, trying to steady her emotions.

But her stomach betrayed her, growling loudly in the silence.

Chandler glanced at her, his expression unreadable.

He had planned to drive straight home, but halfway there, he made a sudden turn. They pulled up outside a small restaurant. Chandler took Meryl's hand and led her inside. The staff were busy cleaning up.

Pasta in

closed. The kitchen's already shut down for

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on the wall.

news, Meryl turned to

But Chandler stopped her.

his tailored suit, radiated an

waitress and asked, "Do

under Chandler's steady gaze. "We

to use the

appearance, but she maintained her senses. She hesitated, biting her

"She hasn't eaten yet

men

Please, help us out."

lip, knowing it was against the

but you'll have to leave the kitchen the way you found it. And don't tell my

said with

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security cameras and led them to

a chair for Meryl and gestured for her to sit and

of the dining area, Meryl could see

in surprise as he tied on an apron and started cooking with practiced

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