Pampered by My Ex-husband (Penny and Orlando)

Chapter 21 Business Is Everywhere

Chapter 21 Business Is Everywhere

Penny was drinking lemonade, and almost choked when she heard this.

Of course, she knew about it. And she was that woman!

She casually grabbed a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth.

"Yeah, I know. So what?"

Her tone was nonchalant as if she couldn't care less about Orlando's marriage.

Orlando raised an eyebrow, surprised by her indifferent attitude.

Erin clenched her fist, but it felt like hitting a pillow. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

So what?

Wasn't she dropping enough hints?

This woman was either shamelessly thick-skinned or felt secure in Orlando's affection.

Erin felt irritated, but she couldn't let herself appear too impatient or she'd lose the upper hand.

She turned to Orlando, putting on her previous gentle demeanor.

"Orlando, it's been three years since you last came back. You probably don't know that the restaurant

has a new chef now. He used to study abroad in Wingpool. One of his dishes might suit your taste."

She grabbed the menu, acting as if she owned the place.

Orlando's face remained calm, showing no extra emotion in his gaze. He neither rejected nor

responded to her words.

Some people appeared cold but were sharp. Dealing with such people was quite challenging.

Was it part of her duties to ward off romantic interests for her clients? Penny thought.

With this in mind, Penny chuckled slightly, "Bell's best dish is not on the menu, and today I invited Mr.

Fletcher for a meal. If you also want to treat Mr. Fletcher, you'll have to find another time, Miss.

Her tone was far from polite, and even Erin, with her thick skin, couldn't keep it up.

As she got up, she shot a deep look at Penny, who was still smiling.

Their eyes met, and no conversation was needed. It was as if they had already engaged in a silent

battle.

Erin tightly gripped her purse, almost crushing the crocodile skin.

Just a small interior designer, yet she dared to be so arrogant. Erin would remember this person.

"I was being rude just now, Orlando, Let's meet another time when you're free."

Orlando raised his eyebrows. Erin was usually not so easily brushed off, but he didn't expect her to

leave so quickly today.

His lips curved slightly, and he casually muttered, "Hmm".

After Erin left, Penny lifted her gaze and smiled. "Mr. Fletcher, would you like milk or coffee in the

morning?"

She acted like that little incident never happened.

Was it that she was carefree or didn't mind the fact that he was already married?

"Coffee."

Orlando leaned back slightly, his hands crossed naturally in front of him.

"I remember you have a stomach problem. You better not drink it on an empty stomach."

Penny said this very naturally. After ordering two cups of hot coffee, she looked up at the waiter and

said, "Excuse me, please let Bell know that we want the usual."

The waiter turned around, a bit puzzled by her request, but still went to inform the chef.

Seeing this scene, Orlando raised his eyebrows slightly, "You know the chef here pretty well, huh?"

Penny's cheeks flushed slightly, partly due to her fever. The world seemed blurry before her eyes, but

she composed herself and said, "Bell's signature dishes have an artistic touch. I think you might like

them."

Orlando instantly understood. She genuinely wanted to invite him for a meal, but at the same time, she

wanted to gauge his food preferences and infer his tastes.

Indeed, she was business-oriented.

A hint of dissatisfaction flickered in his mind.

"Ms. Stuart, you work so hard. What does your husband do then?"

Penny blinked, locking her misty eyes on him, oozing allure.

Orlando's gaze deepened as he said, carrying a meaningful undertone, "A good guy wouldn't let his

wife work her ass off like this."

Penny hadn't expected him to bring up her marriage. She tightened her lips and took a sip of water,

suppressing the discomfort creeping up inside her.

How should she respond to that?