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.

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closed. The kitchen's already shut down

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the wall. It was nearly 10

the news, Meryl turned to

But Chandler stopped her.

demeanor, paired with his tailored suit,

asked, "Do you

waitress blushed slightly under Chandler's steady gaze. "We

for us to use the kitchen ourselves?" Chandler's voice was calm and

by his appearance, but she maintained her senses.

explained, his tone gentle. "She hasn't eaten yet

men

Please, help us out."

waiter bit her lip, knowing it was against the rules, but faced with Chandler's earnest plea,

right, but you'll have to leave the kitchen the way you

Chandler said with genuine

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off the security cameras

Meryl and gestured for her to

of the dining area, Meryl could see Chandler in the

in surprise as he tied on an apron and started cooking

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