Chapter 439
Wooing My Ex-Wife
Madelyn had never thought the famous Kieran would ask to borrow only twenty from her.
Although she found it odd, she still granted Kieranâs request.
After rummaging through her branded handbag, she couldnât find twenty. There were only bills of a hundred.
She froze as the room went silent for a few seconds.
An awkward smile surfaced on Madelynâs countenance as Kieran gazed at her. âPlease wait for a moment, Mr. Kieran.â
Hastily, she left to meet with the butler and asked him for a twenty bill before handing it to Kieran.
Kieran kept it in his pocket and said politely, âThank you.â
Without delay, he left the residence and arrived at Yucca Delight as soon as possible.
However, when he did arrive, he stood at the entrance instead of stepping in. Inez is sharing a meal with her fiancé right now. With what identity should I meet her? How can I reasonably chase her fiancé away without making the situation awkward for everyone and then have a one-to-one conversation with her?
After contemplating the matter for a while, he thought himself unskilled in the affairs of love.
Thus, he decided to ask Treyton for advice again.
However, when he patted his empty pocket, he recalled not bringing his phone to make himself seem more pitiful. Great, now I canât even call for help. Guess Iâm on my own.
Meanwhile, in Salinsburgh, the Newtons were enjoying lunch in the dining room at noon.
The meal was particularly delicious because Craig had returned.
Jennifer wasnât interested in the food. She kept staring at the door.
Craig had promised that their mother would join them for lunch, and she was looking forward to that.
Her excitement was so great that she gripped the hem of her dress and fidgeted with her fingers restlessly.
Just as Craig was about to say something after noticing Jenniferâs anxiety, an elegant woman appeared.
Everyone turned their line of sight to the visitor.
However, plenty of them lowered their heads after realizing who the woman was.
Jennifer stood up excitedly and watched the woman amble in gracefully.
The woman was Caylie Smith, Abrahamâs second wife.
Abrahamâs first wife passed away soon after the familyâs eldest child was born due to an illness.
After that, Abraham married Caylie.
Over the years, she had conceived several children, including Craig, the second child, Lucas, the third, Elise, the fifth whom they had lost, and Jasmine, the seventh and the youngest.
Although she had given birth to many children, her figure remained slender and graceful.
Jenniferâs eyes reddened as she gazed at Caylie. My eyes resemble her the most among my siblings.
Unable to suppress her excitement, she stretched her hand toward Caylie as the latter approached the table.
However, Caylie ignored her and stepped toward Craig, asking in a displeased voice, âWhy did you call me here? Youâre delaying my visit to the church.â
Craig flashed a faint smile and said gently, âOur long-lost sister has returned, Mom. She missed you.â
âLong-lost sister?â Caylie was slightly shocked. âWho?â
Jennifer stared at Caylieâs elegant back, her face pale.
Lucas, who was sitting across the dining table, lowered his head with a cold expression as if the matter had nothing to do with him. Jasmine, on the other hand, snorted silently and smiled gloatingly.
Craig steadily lifted Caylieâs hand, turned her around, and looked at Jennifer. âSheâs Elise, Mom. Your daughter and the fifth child of the Newton family.â
There wasnât any surprise or affection in Caylieâs eyes as she gave Jennifer a distant look as though she was staring at a stranger.
Jennifer felt a little uncomfortable while being gazed at by Caylie. She bit her lip and greeted timidly, âMother.â
Immediately, Caylie smiled and nodded politely. âNice to meet you. Make yourself at home in the Newton residence and remember to listen to Craig.â
Jasmine couldnât help but chuckle when she heard Caylie saying, âNice to meet you.â It wasnât until Craig shot a serious glance at her that she coughed twice and held back her laughter.
Craig changed the topic. âSince everyoneâs here, letâs eat. The foodâs getting cold.â
He helped Caylie to her seat before delivering a fork to her hand. His filial attitude was apparent.
While accepting the fork, she inadvertently revealed a bit of her red wrist.
Jennifer was the only one observing Caylie in secret when everyone else was focused on eating.
Suspicions bubbled in her mind as she stared at the red marks on Caylieâs wrist.
Meanwhile, Kieran was still standing before Yucca Delight even though it was already lunchtime.
Frustration dominated his heart as he thought about what to do. Why didnât I listen to Treyton and read more tips on love before coming here? Also, I only have ten left. Iâll feel awkward if I enter a high-class restaurant with this little money. What should I do?
In the end, he opted not to waste any more time and strolled into the building.
After he mentioned his name to a waiter, the latter summoned the manager.
Expeditiously, the manager descended from upstairs and welcomed Kieran respectfully.
A cold, arrogant look was present on Kieranâs countenance as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. I didnât expect Asher to be this restaurantâs largest shareholder. He has so many businesses across the globe that even he probably doesnât know how many companies in Fairlake are under his control. Not that Iâm complaining, though, since itâs working in my favor right now.
The manager grinned flatteringly. âIâm surprised you have time to visit a small place like Fairlake, Mr.
Kieran. Do you have a guest you wish to entertain today? Iâll arrange the best diamond-tier private room for you.â
âNo thanks. Iâm here for someone. Which room is Mr. Campbell in?â
âMr. Campbell?â The manager gave it some thought. âThereâs only one Mr. Campbell here today. Are you Mr. Percy Campbellâs friend?â
Of course, Kieran didnât know or care what Inezâs fiancéâs name was. âThe one engaged to the Mossey familyâs daughter.â
âAh, yes, thatâs the Mr. Campbell here. Please follow me, Mr. Kieran.â
Inside a platinum-tier private room, Percy was pouring Inez a glass of wine.
While he wasnât handsome, especially because of his small eyes, he wasnât ugly either. He wore a pair of glasses and possessed a refined demeanor.
Inez lowered her head instead of looking at him. After he finished pouring the wine, she said coldly, âI drove here on my own, so I canât drink.â
His expression shifted slightly, but he still delivered the wineglass to her.
âWe finally had a date together, Inez. Drink a little with me, will you? Iâll call for a replacement driver for you later. Wonât you drink with me as a reward for how nicely I poured you a glass of wine? Please, Inez,â pleaded Percy softly as he stared at her with anticipation.
Unable to stand his gaze, Inez laid her fork down and lifted the wineglass.
After Percy clinked his glass with hers, he gazed at her intently, waiting for her to drink.
Inez noticed the look in his eyes before knitting her eyebrows with suspicion. The instincts she honed after spending years in the business industry warned her to be wary. âYou keep asking me to drink. Did you put something into the wine?â