Chapter 415
My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!
âWhereâs Grace? Isnât she here?â asked Brian.
âGrace⦠went out for a delivery. She wonât be back until later,â replied Kyla Corbyn.
Brian did not ask any further. He only ordered a cup of coffee milk tea. Then, he sat down and drank it slowly.
With famous people like Brian in the restaurant, he naturally attracted a lot of attention. Although there were not many people in the restaurant at the moment, few people recognized him as the entertainment industryâs crown prince.
However, his looks, stature, and the invisible indifference that seemed to emanate from his body alone were strangely compelling.
Many of the customers in the restaurant kept looking at him.
Even Kyla Corbyn could not help but sigh while watching Brian sip on his coffee milk tea. He looked just like a walking advertisement.
Even she felt the coffee milk tea in her restaurant had become a lot better.
âWhen will Grace be back?â thought Kylo Corbyn when She said âagainâ because a Porsche had already pulled up to the restaurant earlier.
Then, a tall figure got out of the newly appeared Bentley, and Kyla Corbynâs eyes lit up.
The man wore a light grey suit and had delicate features. Hist bangs were pulled back, revealing his plump forehead. The man was pale and looked young, but there was a calmness about him that seemed at odds with the youthfulness of his face.
When the man walked into the restaurant, Kyla Corbyn found that his most beautiful feature was his bright eyes that were somehow cold but uncontainably seductive when he looked 1.
Was this man⦠a celebrity or something?
Kyla Corbyn was about to go up to ask what he would like to order when she saw the man stop beside Brian.
The two equally good-looking men looked at each other. After a while, the man pulled out a chair and sat down at the same table as Brian.
Kyla Corbyn was stunned. Did these two know each other?
However, come to think of it, it was not strange that these two people would know each other. After all, they seemed like the same kind of people.
âI didnât expect to see you here,â Jason said with a half-smile as his dark eyes seemed to survey him.
âNeither did I,â replied Brian.
Just then, Kyla Corbyn came forward and asked, âWhat can I get you, Sir?â
âJust give me what heâs having,â answered Jason.
Kyla Corbyn made another cup of coffee milk tea and gave it to Jason.
âYou like coffee milk tea too?â asked Brian while raising his eyebrows a little.
Jason took a sip and lightly said, âWe can have the same coffee, but not the same people.â
Brianâs face changed slightly. âPeople are different from coffee. Coffee is dead, but people are alive.â
âWhy, are you sorry you made that decision? You want to compete with me again?â said Jason.