Chapter 89 Sheâs Popular
He quickly sent Edmond the location and message: âYour ex-wife is having dinner with Horace. How
did you chase after her? Your efficiency is so poor, do you want to come over?â
Edmond: I didnât go.
Did the news come back so quickly?
Everett smirked and said, âCanât believe it, huh? I saw them holding hands, oh my, hugging, theyâll be
kissing in no timeâ¦..â
Edmond: â¦
Everett: Really didnât come over?
Ten minutes later.
Edmond: I arrived.
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Everett, with great interest, put down his phone and said to the person in front of him who was talking
non-stop, âI will consider what you just said. I have made plans to meet other friends here. Should you
leave first or should I leave first?â
âIâll go first, Iâll go first.â The person tactfully stood up, nodded and bowed to him, and soon ran out.
When Edmond came in, he immediately saw Everett.
In just a moment, Everett had already found a more secluded place: âThis place is specially chosen by
me for you. We can see them, but they canât see us.â
This place was
middle, which not only provided them with cover but also did not hinder them from peeking.
âEver since Horace came in, his eyes havenât moved away from your ex-wifeâs face. I guess heâs really
interested in Claudia.â
Everett told him about the results he had observed.
Edmondâs gaze was fixed on Claudia. Last time, she was with Pedro here, and this time she had
switched to another man.
This ex-wife had more charm with men than he had imagined.
He raised the corners of his mouth, and the curve that formed was as cold as ice and snow.
âI heard that Horace was the man that all the Vencumfield socialites wanted to marry. She has good
taste!â
In a plain tone, but Everett couldnât help but shudder, silently complaining in his heart: âHe may speak
nicely, but who knows what heâs really thinking.â
Just as the two of them were staring at the table in the distance, a person dressed as a chef came out
and led them to a private room.
Everettâs face showed a hint of strangeness as he saw Claudia and Horace leave.
âThe chef of this teahouse only served three customers a day. Horace did this in order to win the favor
of a beauty. He spared no expense.â
By the end of the day, it was unlikely that anyone would come up with less than a few hundred
thousand.
Edmond watched as the two entered the private room, casting a
sidelong glance at Everett and speaking in a casual tone, âThis restaurant is the property of the
Ferguson family.â
âHow did you know?â Everett was surprised for a moment, then realized, âDid you check?â
âNo need to check.â Edmond picked up a glass of water and took a small sip.
No need to check, as he was familiar enough with the Ferguson family.
Everett watched as Claudia and Horace entered the private room, casting a quick glance at his good
friend.
Once in a private space, if Horace were a bit rogue, many things could by accomplished
Everett, afraid that his friend would think too much, changed the subject and asked, âI heard that the
Clayton family had been trying to find a way to rescue Rosalie.â
âDid the Clayton family not ask for your help?â
Based on Dempseyâs character, he would definitely have sought Edmondâs help.
âFortunately, you two werenât engaged at that time, otherwise you would have had to take action even if
you didnât want to,â Everett said while glancing at his friendâs expression, trying to gauge his thoughts.
âIf you really wanted to win Claudia back, your attitude toward Rosalie had to be clear.â
Everettâs words deepened Edmondâs pupils.
âThis time, not only Claudia, but also the Friedan family got involved. Once you help, you not only
offend Claudia, but also definitely offend
people from the Friedan family. Edmond, I advise you to think twice. Rosalie is not worth it.â
This was the first time he seriously said that Rosalie was not worth it.
In the past, Rosalie disguised herself as a kind and innocent little girl, not only was she deceived, but
Edmond was also undoubtedly deceived.
I donât know how Rosalie has become so bold now, she even dares to hire someone to commit murder.
If she only made some minor mistakes, it wouldnât matter, but when it comes to a matter involving
human life, he must persuade his good friend no matter what.
Edmond lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, casting a shadow on his eyelids.
Based on Rosalieâs relationship with him, he would indeed not let go.
But this time. Rosalie really went too far.
âDonât worry, I wouldnât help her.â
When Edmond said this, a weight was lifted off Everettâs heart.
If Edmond liked Rosalie, he would definitely save her this time no matter what, but if he liked Claudia,
he would not extend a helping hand to Rosalie.
On the day when the Friedan family gathered for a family reunion, he noticed Claudiaâs attitude was
very clear. She had an irreconcilable feud with Rosalie, and Edmond would never waver.
He didnât want his friends to miss true love like he did.
Since that was the case, he had to help his good friend.
Everett suddenly stood up and walked toward the private room.
Edmond furrowed his thick eyebrows and asked, âWhat do you want to do?â
âNothing.â
Just helping you.
Seeing Everett walking toward the private room, Edmond had a bad premonition.
Everett stood by the door and knocked, then winked at Edmond who was not far away.
Edmond: â¦
The one who opened the door was Horace. He saw Everett and slightly startled, âEverett?â
âHorace!â Everett laughed heartily as he patted him on the shoulder. âI was just doubting when I saw
your back earlier, but I didnât expect it to be you!â
Horace smiled politely and said, âItâs me, but I had something to do today. Iâll talk to you another dayâ¦â
Before the words were finished, Everett had already âaccidentallyâ pushed open the door and, upon
seeing Claudia, pretended to be surprised, saying, âOh dear, did I interrupt you?â
Horace: â
Excuse me, did I disturb you? Are you blind and unable to see?
âBlindâ Everett, a familiar face, sat on another straw mat and poured himself another cup of tea.
âHorace, my dad told me to find you and have a chat. He said he really wants to have another drink
with your dad, but unfortunately, they havenât had the chance in all these years. By the way, has your
dad come to Wyvernport?â
Upon hearing the conversation between the parents, Claudia stood up and said to Horace, âActually, I
have something to attend to, so maybe I should go firstâ¦â
Horace was about to speak when Everett interrupted, saying, âMs. Lloyd, if you have something to
attend to, please go ahead. Horace and I were just about to have a drink.â
After finishing speaking, he handed Horace a freshly filled tea.
âCome on, letâs have a drink.â
Horaceâs emotions were extremely complicated at this moment. If it werenât for Claudia being here, he
would have kicked Everett out with one foot.
This kind of person, he saw for the first time without any foresight.
Claudia had already wanted to go out, and when she saw Everett coming over, it gave her the perfect
excuse to leave.
She didnât mind having a meal with Horace, but eating together in a highly secluded private room made
her feel uneasy instead.
She had accomplished the task close to Horace, and if the employer does not assign any new tasks,
she will not further engage in close contact with Horace.
After thinking it through, she greeted Horace and quickly walked out.
The moment she stepped out of the door, she took a deep breath.
Just as she was walking out, someone approached her with graceful
steps.
His handsome features were covered with a layer of frost, his brows furrowed, and his whole body
exuded a dangerous aura.
Claudia widened her eyes.
Edmond!