Chapter 88 Too Much Of A Coincidence
Chapter 88 Too Much Of A Coincidence
Startled, Quinn paused, her hand gripping her phone as she looked toward Julius in the distance.
It was obvious he’d just come out of the building and was about to get into the silver Maybach parked
beside him.
This was just a little too much of a coincidence.
“What’s wrong, Quinnie?” Harlan asked. He followed Quinn’s line of sight and caught sight of Julius standing across the street.
Harlan’s brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of wariness flickered across his face.
Strangely enough, the brief moment he locked eyes with Julius through the glass window earlier had stirred up a sense of danger in him.
It felt as though something he’d been guarding all along was about to be taken away from him.
“Laura and Harlan just arrived in Yarburn, so I’m having lunch with them,” Quinn told Julius.
“Perfect. I haven’t eaten either,” Julius said, and then promptly hung up.
Quinn blinked in surprise. She looked up to see Julius already striding toward her.
In no time, Julius reached their table.
“I haven’t eaten yet. Mind if I join you?” he asked.
“Huh?” Laura blinked. “Mr. Whitethorn, you’re eating here?”
“Yes. Is there a problem?” Julius asked calmly.
Laura instinctively glanced at Quinn.
“Then join us,” Quinn said simply, and asked the server to bring another set of utensils.
Julius sat down with ease, taking the seat directly across from Harlan.
It was a square table, just right for four.
Quinn continued to eat her meal as usual. Julius and Harlan exchanged glances, an odd tension hanging in the air.
Laura glanced from one man to the other, cleared her throat, and tried to ease the tension.
Before she could speak, Harlan beat her to it. “Mr. Whitethorn, what a coincidence. adn’t expect to run into you here.”
“Not a coincidence. I just finished some business nearby and came to find Quinnie,” Julius replied.
“Quinnie?” Harlan’s brows knitted together.
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Upon hearing this, Laura couldn’t help but choke several times.
Wait, Quinnie? Did Julius just call her Quinnie?
Sure, plenty of people called Quinn by that nickname, but Laura had never expected Julius Whitethorn to do the same.
Especially not with that strange undertone in his voice, sounding oddly intimate.
“You’re calling her Quinnie? Who gave you permission?” Harlan snapped, glaring at him.
Julius unhurriedly sipped on his coffee and said, “Naturally, she did.”
Immediately, both Harlan and Laura turned to look at Quinn.
“Quinnie, you let him call you that?” Harlan asked.
“Mm–hmm.” Quinn nodded. “It’s just easier that way.” After all, it was only for three months.
Harlan’s eyes flickered with thought.
“Anyway, why aren’t you two eating? The food’s going cold,” Quinn said.
“Right, right, let’s eat!” Laura jumped in quickly, picking up her fork and digging in again.
Harlan pressed his lips together before quietly continuing to eat.
Quinn glanced at Julius beside her. “The food here’s nothing fancy. Are you okay with it?”
Julius replied, “I’m not someone who can only eat fine food. I’ve eaten things far worse than this.” Sometimes, when survival was on the line, even tree bark and dirt were edible.
Quinn looked slightly surprised but didn’t press further. She simply lowered her head and continued eating.
Julius picked up his fork and began eating as well. Unlike Harlan’s casual style; his movements carried a certain elegance.
“Mr. Whitethorn, you must be joking,” Harlan said, clearly annoyed.
Julius said casually, “I never joke.”
“Then I’m curious. Just what is this terribly unappetizing dish you’re talking about? I’d really like to try it out, see just how bad it could possibly be.”
“Tree bark. If you’re interested, Mr. Ingram, you should give it a try,” Julius saith deliberate calm.
“Julius Whitethorn!” Harl
growled.
“What, you don’t believe me? Or are you trying to make me your enemy?” Julius‘ jet–black eyes lifted slowly, exuding a strong sense of pressure.
Suddenly, the atmosphere at the dining table became icy again.
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Chapter 88 Too Much Of A Coincidence
Laura felt like her stomach was tying itself in knots.
At last, it was Quinn who spoke up. “Eat.”
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Only then did the two scions from Jexburgh silently return to their food.
Although they were sharing a table with two handsome men, the atmosphere was anything but pleasant.
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