Chapter 590 What Fiancée?

Emelie had reserved a private room in the restaurant. As soon as Jame sat down, the waiter began to serve them their food.

Even though Jaime had grown to admire and approve of Entelle after learning of her during his chat with William the previous day, he still felt the need to be critical of her. After all, she was taking his company away from him,

Seeing that she hadn’t even asked what he liked and had instead ordered on her own, his expression tumed cold, and he was about to criticize her for being rude. However, he noticed that every dish the waiter served was exactly what he liked, down to the very dishes he usually ordered at this restaurant

It was clear that Emelie had meticulously researched his preferences and arranged everything perfectly. Jaime suddenly found himself at a loss for words.

Once all the food was served, a waiter, dressed in a shirt and west with one hand behind his back, elegantly poured white wine into Jaime’s glass.

Emelie gestured for him to eat, smiling faintly. She appeared much more approachable than she had been during their first meeting at the church and their second meeting at the cemetery.

“Theard that you love to have half a glass of white wine before meals, Mr. Torres. I wonder if the wine I prepared suits your taste?” she said.

Jaime thought that Emelie’s demeanor changed as quickly as a chameleon and snorted. “My goodness, you even went to the trouble of finding out my habits and preferences.”

Emelie was once an impeccable chief secretary. She considered knowing each client in advance as basic homework.

seated in front of him. “You haven’t introduced yourself yet. I still don’t

business card from her bag and handed it

yellow business card had a faint fragrance and her name Mandy Pierce was written in three languages–Cedonian, Asteshese, and

of her before. He accepted the card and glanced at the woman behind Emelie,

Why is she with you

and glanced at Emelie before answering. “Mr. Torres, you have a good memory. I am his family’s bodyguard. As Ms. Pierce

Flance?

but she merely lowered

you’re the future madam of the Fila family. No wonder you’re so

time someone used that word to describe me.” Emelie put down her knife and fork, looking at jaime with neither arrogance nor humility.

You

be the director. Mr. Torres, we will have many opportunities to meet and interact in the f your time to

hand for a few

shared good conversations, wrapping up the meal by

rang the bell to his room. When Ashton opened the door, he saw Willum sitting on

and complained, “Why didn’t you come to the restaurant for lunch? I waited for you for quite a while.”

I need to have lunch with the File Group? Did you think I came to Mercianna

table in front of William.

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