Madeleine nodded.
"Mr. Robinson, my apologies," said Madeleine in a careless way.
Wilfred shook his head and burst out laughing. "I could tell youâre a straightforward girl too, and Iâd also like to have a friend like you. Call me if you need any help, and my phone number is on the name card I just gave you. My business offers top-notch security services, and Iâll give you a 40%
discount."
Madeleine teased, "Mr. Robinson, I thought I could have the matesâ rate, which is, if you charge an ordinary client 10 grand, I only need to pay you 99 dollars."
Wilfred paused and burst into laughter again.
"I like your straightforwardness! Alright, Iâll charge you the matesâ rate if you ask me for help."
Madeleine shook her hands immediately and explained, "Mr. Robinson, I was joking. Itâs unfair for you to charge us far below the market price. The price we pay you will be a little more than what you charge other clients. I know weâre friends, but business is business. The price needs to be set beforehand so that there will be no more trouble afterwards, and we can still be friends."
Wilfred smiled, "Deal! I like dealing with direct people like you."
After that, he looked at Ophelia with discretion, who was holding the glass absentmindedly and thus didnât notice his gaze at all. Or, she might have, but she just didnât care or put it in mind.
Madeleine saw everything, leaned forward to block Wilfredâs view and changed the subject. "Mr. Robinson, you are only 31 and youâve already got a successful career. I assume you are married and have a child, right?"
Wilfred looked back and replied, "Iâve been engaged in business all these years, and I havenât had time to get married. Iâm still single."
Madeleine complimented, "You make a lot of money; you have a powerful physique; you also have a great personality. Any woman would fall for you."
"Women nowadays aim high. They want a husband who can make money and buy a house as well as a car for her. Besides, he also has to be considerate. He has to care about her feelings while being busy working. Even so, they still throw a tantrum over trifles. Itâs too tiring to be in such a relationship, so people break up naturally."
Having noodles, Madeleine said with a smile, "You seem so experienced, Mr. Robinson."
Wilfred poured himself a glass of wine and changed the topic. "Seems that your friend doesnât like to talk much. Doesnât she like me?"
Madeleine threw a glance at Ophelia and explained, "She just came out of the hospital and is exhausted. Donât mind her, Mr. Robinson. When you know her better, sheâll be more talkative than you. She just appears reserved in front of unfamiliar people. When you pass that phase, sheâs actually a nice girl, and talks a lot. She can be a good hostess, as well as a good cook. She has a sharp tongue, but is also a good fighter. She can be a manâs goddess, but also act crazy. If she hadnât got married a long time ago, I would definitely fix you up with her. I know a good man when I see one, and Mr. Robinson, youâre a good man."
Ophelia nudged Madeleineâs arm, signaling her to stop.
Wilfred watched Opheliaâs small gesture and smiled, "Ophelia, may I call you that?"
Ophelia was a little shocked, but at last, she still gave a nod for politeness.
Madeleine also detected the change in Wilfred and said in a seemingly casual but wary way, "You seem interested in Ophelia, Mr. Robinson?"
Mr. Robinson, nevertheless, nodded frankly and spoke his mind, "Ophelia is the type of girl I like. Her look, temperament and body can make any man crazy, but unfortunately, sheâs already taken, or Iâd definitely go after her. Alas, my relationship has ended before it even starts."
Madeleine and Ophelia let their guard down seeing Wilfred being so honest.
Ophelia raised her glass and said, "Mr. Robinson, I apologize for my poor attitude just now. Iâll make a toast and drink this glass of water as an apology to you."
Wilfred pretended to be flattered. "Well, since a beauty is making a toast to me, I have to accept it even if I have to drink poison."
What he said amused Ophelia and Madeleine.
Madeleine put on an angry face and complained, "Mr. Robinson, I feel discriminated. I was the one talking with you to liven things up just now, while your eyes have been fixed on Ophelia. Iâm not pretty enough or what?"
Wilfred explained at once, "Please donât take me wrong, Madeleine. Youâre also pretty, but you and Ophelia are two kinds of beauty. Youâre the girl next door, while Ophelia is like a poisonous poppy flower. She has fatal attraction to men. She probably isnât the most beautiful woman, but men can never forget about her, and thatâs why the women around her are ignored by men automatically."
Wilfred scratched his head shyly as he spoke, "Iâm a bit of a boor, so I hope you wouldnât mind if I get a little sentimental once in a while."
Madeleine took a mouthful of noodles and sighed, "Now I get it. Iâve always been wondering why no man wants me, even if I look cute, and it turns out Iâve been overshadowed by Ophelia all the time. Well, what a fool I am to have been a good friend of hers for so long, and I guess I have to stick with it for the rest of my life, because sheâs my only good friend. Seems that great sacrifices will be made on my part."
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