When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 107 He Sounds Like the Host of the House

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ijt’s just a regular dinner meeting. There no need for the to attend. Someone else is going.” Noel replied nonchalantly.

Noel was the chirt designer at Seabourke Architectural Institute as well as the scion of the Howand family. His status, therefore, was somewhat sensitive. Any dimmer that required his preserve needed careful comideration.

If someone had ulterior intentions and tried to leverage his father’s connections, his woods or actions might lead to unnecessary trouble.

Whitney instinctively thought about Ammy. She would probably be disappointed at the dinner.

Nodding quirth, Whitney suddenly realized something was off.

“Why are you coming or for dinner? Can’t you cook for yourself?” she asked, arousing that cooking should be a piece of cake for someone who culd fix

“I’m tired, “Norled th

Whitney refeded, “I’ve been teviewing materials allalay. I’m tired too.

“Designreviews, dratting, signing off on drawings, attending meetings, site vis

“Mi. Howard, are you really comparing your day to mine?” Whitney shot back.

– that’s my day,” Noel said casually.

admitted it. He definitely had a

asked

cilantro, lamb, or seafood. I also don’t like carrots or cabbage. Keep the salt

to your creativity.”

Sighing, she asked, “How am I supposed to be creative with all those

Dagian when it came to lood

Noel glanced

raising an

her house and opened the fridge door, pulling out some fresh beef brisket, tomatoes, potatoes, cucumber, and com. She decided to make a simple dinner–stewed beet with tomatoes and potatoes, a green

cutlery. She

response, she tumed around, only to find Damian standing in the middle of the living room in a

expression

see me?‘ he asked, a faint, mocking sinile on

there calmly, watching him walk toward the table and eye the

for? And who is this food for?”

the cutlery on the table. “If you have

you so eager for me to leave? Scared of being seen by someone?” Whitney responded with an icy smile, “Flance? Do you seriously think you still deserve that title? We both know

the engagement, our relationship

Noel, aren’t

tists,

sounded on the dour. Noel entered, wearing light beige loungewear. He said, “I got

presence until he heard him saying, “Noel!

his composure and calmly walked over to the dining