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

do you want to eat?” she asked as they stepped out of

walked toward his door “I don’t eat cilantro, lamb, or seafood. I also don’t like carrots or

rest to your creativity.”

“How am I

Dagian when it came to lood

for you?” Noel glanced at her

she answered, raising an eyebrow

and com. She decided to make

the cutlery. She had also intentionally left the main door open so that Noel could enter freely while

showing up when I’m done. You’re washing the dishes later.” Hearing no response, she tumed around,

expression

asked, a faint, mocking sinile on

there calmly, watching him walk toward the table and

waiting for? And who is this food

cutlery on the table. “If you have

“I’m your fiancé, so I can come here whenever I like. Why are 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

call off the engagement, our relationship remains unchanged. That’s the undeniable truth,” he said, his

Noel, aren’t you?”

clenched her tists,

Ham, a knock sounded on the dour. Noel entered, wearing light beige loungewear. He

he heard him saying, “Noel! We’ve

though he was slightly startled at first, Noel orgained his composure and calmly walked over to the dining table, inspecting the dishes.

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