Chapter 1312: Chapter 1312

“The common area is a bit rowdy. Why don’t we get a room?” Leslie decided to stay away from Nigel and Queenie since he felt uneasy around them.

“| think being here is fine.” Bonnie refused to change spots. She loved to keep Nigel in her sights. However, right then, Nigel waved at the waiter, who quickly came over. “What cant | do for you, sir?”

“Get us a room,” Nigel said. “Room number eight is vacant. I'll take you there.” The waiter got him a room right away. Being the VIP here had its perks. Queenie thought the room was a good idea, so she picked her handbag up and followed Nigel.

Bonnie's smile went stiff. She bit her lip and saw them off, feeling green with envy.

She’s staring at him again. Leslie coughed slightly to catch her attention. “Let them be, Bonnie. Let’s have dinner.”

Right on cue, a waitress came over to serve them food, but Bonnie had no appetite. Just the thought of Nigel and Queenie flirting with each other in the room soured her mood. She thought stealing Leslie from Queenie would break her heart, but instead, Queenie got herself an even better boyfriend..

“Here, say ‘ahh.” Leslie tried his best to cheer Bonnie up. “This doesn’t taste good!” she snapped and turned her face away. On the other hand, Queenie felt instant relief as soon as she moved to the room.

Finally some peace and quiet, she thought. She was just about to get some water when Nigel asked coolly. “So, you’re not going to stay at my home anymore?”

She blinked and nodded. “My mom told me to go home. | don’t want them to worry, so I'll be heading home tonight.”

“Great. It’s not like | want you in my home anyway, he commented cockily.

Queenie smiled. ‘Good for you, then. Nobody is going to steal your snacks anymore. Though, it’s cute that a guy has so many snacks at home.

“Will you still be coming to work, then?” He squinted. She has returned to her family now. Guess she doesn’t need the salary already. Is she gonna quit?

“Of course! You made me your assistant.. remember? There’s no way I’m letting such a great opportunity slip by. The thought of quitting never crossed her mind. Work gave her life meaning. making her days not as dull as they used to be.

“Don't be late, then, Nigel said. ‘I won't, don’t worry.” She bit her lip and counted something with her fingers. “Your snacks cost about 41 hundred dollars, the clothes you gave cost about 14 hundred, and all the food you treated me to cost about the same.

So, | owe you 69 hundred dollars. I'll give you the money tomorrow.”

Queenie never liked taking advantage of people. She had spent his money for a while now, so she must pay him back, or it wouldn’t sit right with her.

Nigel froze up for a moment. Does she have to go that far? Is she serious about paying me back? ‘It’s alright,’ he answered generously. “You don’t have to do that.”

“No. | do have to do that, Queenie replied stubbornly. “No, you don't.” “Yes, | do.” “No, you don’t.” “Yes, | do. And | will!”

“Well, I'm not taking it, then.” Queenie laughed and stared at Nigel..

Fine, | won't do it, then He stretched his legs out. “I have never asked any woman to pay me back.”

She smiled and looked outside the window. The street lamps started to light up like fireflies flying through the city, and she was engrossed in the view.