Chapter 471: Chapter 471

Chapter 471:

As Huey stepped out of the car, a girl clad in hip-hop attire with dreadlocks called out, “Hu—”

She stopped mid-sentence, eyes narrowing as she observed Huey holding Bailee’s hand. She trailed them into the restaurant, keeping a curious eye on the couple.

“Wait for me in the next room, and please don’t wander. I’ll wrap up this dinner quickly, and then you can join. We’ll have a proper talk with my mom,” Huey said to Bailee.

They had arrived early. Huey had secured a private room right next to the one Winona had reserved.

Leading Bailee inside, Huey left the door slightly open.

“You’ve made so many promises, I know. I’m not going anywhere,” Bailee said, shaking her head at Huey’s constant reassurances.

“I just worry that you’ll leave.” Huey handed her a cup of steaming water and glanced at his watch. “It’s nearly time. I’ll head to the next room first, so they don’t spot us together.”

“Go ahead,” Bailee replied.

Ever since they had planned this evening, Huey had been worried that Bailee might be mistreated by Winona.

He kept assuring Bailee that he would handle things with Winona, urging her not to take any harsh words to heart. He had promised her that he would always love her.

These endless assurances had Bailee’s ears buzzing, yet she had to admit her anger had eased somewhat.

Huey then stood up, gently closing the door behind him as he moved to the room next door.

Looking up, his eyes met those of the girl with dreadlocks.

Find your next read at gⱯlnσν𝓮ℓs․com Huey paused for a moment before speaking. “Hello, are you Jillian Rayne?”

Jillian nodded. “Yes. Didn’t you see my pictures?”

Jillian had immediately recognized Huey from the recent photos she had seen.

Although Winona had sent Jillian’s photos to Huey, Huey hadn’t bothered to look at them.

Nonetheless, he politely replied, “Yes, I did see them, but it’s always good to be sure.”

He then chose a seat as far from Jillian as possible.

Suddenly, Jillian suggested, “My parents should be downstairs by now. We should go down and meet them, just to be polite.”

“Okay,” Huey agreed, his expression stern as he reluctantly followed Jillian downstairs.

However, when they reached the entrance to the restaurant, there was no sign of anyone. Jillian’s brow furrowed as she said, “Why aren’t they here yet? Let me call my dad. Why don’t you check in with your parents, too?”

Huey, who wasn’t looking forward to the meeting, was indifferent about when their parents would arrive.

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