Elsie's eyes gleamed. She said with a bashful face, "I thought you...."
Being a gentleman, Noah shook hands with them, "Hello, Mrs. Britt, Miss Elsie."
The bodyguards pulled the sofa out, and they sat down.
Emily was helpless with admiration while watching them. If she hadn't known that Noah and Christy were swindlers, she would have been fooled by them.
"Sorry, I'm here because I don't know how to say no to Miss Elsie...." feeling a little embarrassed, Christy ran a hand through her hair beside her ear.
Elsie's eyes widened in surprise. Beverly was also shocked. They looked at each other in mild astonishment.
On her way back from school one day, Elsie met a rich girl who had left home without anyone knowing. She took off her watch in the hope of exchanging alcohol with the cashier in the supermarket, but the cashier insisted that he only accepted cash. The rich girl put on a sad face and showed one finger, saying, "Just give me one bottle." As she spoke, she placed her watch on the table.
Knowing that the watch was worth at least seven digits, Elsie paid for her, who then gave Elsie a grateful smile.
The rich girl was Christy.
Noah sat down and crossed his legs. He seemed relaxed, showing that he had been a high-status man for a long time. The bodyguard behind him picked up a cigar for him and drew back his hand right away when seeing Noah wave his hand.
He leaned against the sofa and said, "My sister must have gotten drunk that day. I come over today to apologize for her. I hope you can pretend you didn't hear what she said."
"What do you mean?" Elsie's expression changed.
Noah leaned over slightly and looked at Elsie across the table, "Sorry, we never do business with strangers. It's too risky."
Elsie blushed at Noah's sudden approach. However, hearing what he said, she looked at Christy with an anxious face, "Miss Christy, you promised me, so I bring my mother here. You said that you would let me earn some money since I helped you. You promised I would become a shareholder!"
Christy smiled with a helpless face, "Sorry, my brother is the one who's in charge of the company. I'm really sorry."
"But...." Elsie wanted to say something but was stopped by Beverly.
"In that case, let's just have a meal." Beverly raised her hand, "Waiter."
Noah looked at his watch and said, "Sorry, I'm having a video conference with some Southeast Asians. I'm afraid I need to go." he stood up and took a black gold card from his wallet, and then put it into Christy's pocket, "Go shopping with Mrs. Britt and Miss Emily after dinner. Buy some presents for them to compensate for my leaving."
"Okay!" Christy shrugged and smiled at Elsie, "It's on me. Help yourselves."
Elsie waved her hand, "No, that's okay."
She was staring at Noah's back and lowered her head the second she saw him look round. Before then, Elsie saw Noah's dimpled smile.
Beverly said in a polite way, "There's no reason for younger people to treat me. Miss Christy, my treat. Please help yourself."
Christy covered her mouth and smiled, "Mrs. Britt, you look as young as us. People will believe that we are sisters. Your skin is so great. I've brought a set of skincare products for you. However, when I first set eyes on you, I thought that you didn't need them at all."
Beverly, a difficult person prone to suspicion, smiled, "Is that so? How can I be compared to young people...?"
Emily gestured to Harold, who left to follow Noah's car.
She was still crouching behind the leaves and continued to eavesdrop on the conversation among them. They talked about skincare, keeping fit, aerobic exercises, gyms, and diets. Then, Elsie asked again, "Miss Christy, could you please say something nice to your brother for me?"
Christy took a sip of her drink and wiped her lips with a wet towel on the table. She looked elegant and calm, "Sorry, I'm afraid I can't change my brother's decision."
Hearing this, Elsie didn't know what to say, so she turned her eyes upon Beverly.
Beverly pondered, without saying anything, 'After all, it was millions. It was one thing if we made a profit, and quite another if we made a loss. Who would give us the money? Maury wouldn't agree, and Eliot would tend to wait. So, it would take time.'
Before finishing her meal, Christy received an urgent phone call. She frowned and whispered, "Why has it been detained by the Customs? Do you know the client is waiting for the shipment? Go grease some wheels.... 500,000 is too much? Do you know how much we'd lose if we were half a day late? The client ordered another batch that's worth ten million. Do the math...."
It seemed that Elsie and Beverly were eating, but in fact, they were listening to Christy. Hearing the numbers, Elsie looked at Beverly. It was like Elsie was saying, "See, I'm right. Their business is doing great.
After hanging up, Christy said to Beverly and Elsie, and called the waiter, "I'll pay the bill!"
Elsie handed her card before Christy did, "Just go. I'm paying."
The waiter next to them said, "The gentleman who came with you has paid."
Christy was not surprised. She waved her hand at Elsie and was about to leave.
Elsie was a little embarrassed and asked, "Well, can we hang out another time?"
"Sure. When I'm free. Call me!" Christy made a phone with her hand.
Elsie nodded, "Okay!"
Then, they waved goodbye.
Elsie sat back down and poked the salad on the plate with her chopsticks, "Mom, why haven't you said anything? As you can see, she's not a liar. Look at the scene just now. Anyway, her family is super-rich. Compared with her, I feel like a Cinderella."
Beverly took a sip of her drink, "They just came here, not someone that we know well. It's better to wait and see."
"Alright." Elsie nodded, "I'll visit her house next time."
"Okay, and their company, too."
"Okay."
After chatting and eating, they stood up. Emily drank up the strawberry-flavored hot drink that she ordered and was about to foot the bill and to leave.