NovelEnglishGeoffrey had booked the entire restaurant.
He had wanted to send a car to fetch Sydney to the restaurant, but she rejected the idea and he didn't push it. It was enough that he got to meet her.
He arrived early at the restaurant, and waited patiently until he saw Sydney and Rosalie in his line of sight. He immediately stood up. With a wave of his hand, he said, "I'm over here." Sydney glanced at him and stopped in her footsteps, looking slightly stunned. There was a mix of emotions in her eyes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtVery soon, she composed herself and walked toward him step by step. Rosalie followed behind her, feeling slightly nervous.
Sydney and Geoffrey both exuded commanding auras, and it seemed to make the air around them warmer. Sydney was cold as ice.
Rosalie stood behind her like a meek little lamb.
Geoffrey fixed his gaze on Sydney, with a faint smile that looked deliberate.
"President Harper, we finally meet." Geoffrey reached a hand out to shake Sydney's hand.
His hand paused in midair for over ten seconds before Sydney reached out hesitantly to shake it quickly. Then, she retracted her hand. It seemed a bit impolite, as if she was expressing her reluctance to meet him. Sydney's attitude told Geoffrey that she probably knew he had threatened Rosalie for this meeting.
"Please have a seat, President Harper." Geoffrey pulled out a chair for Sydney. His bodyguards did the sfor Rosalie, too.
After the three of them were seated, Geoffrey dismissed his men with a wave of his hand and called for a waiter. "Let's order sfood first. Please feel free to order anything you like. Don't stand on ceremony with me. The food here is pretty good." The waiter handed them three menus. Sydney took a quick and disinterested look at it, then closed it and returned it to the waiter.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Rose, please order for us. I'll have whatever you choose." Rosalie nodded. "Okay." Geoffrey closed the menu, and smiled faintly. "In that case, we'll let Ms. Young order for us. I still don't know how you two are related. You two look like mother and daughter." "That's right," Sydney said. "We are mother and daughter." The smile on Geoffrey's face froze. "Is that so? That's great. It's nice to have a thoughtful daughter. Ms. Young looks gentle and quiet, much better than my own daughter. Seems like she inherited your good genes, President Harper." "I'm afraid it isn't passed down." Sydney said, her voice going up a pitch. "Rosalie isn't biologically my daughter, but my son's ex-wife. But even though they are divorced, we remain family. She's just like a daughter to me." Geoffrey was shocked. "Your son's ex-wife?"
"Yes," Sydney said. "But even though they're divorced, she's still a member of the Spencer family and that remains unchanged. Whatever belongs to the Spencer family belongs to her." Sydney's words affirmed Rosalie's status, such that no one could underestimate her.
Realization dawned upon Geoffrey, and he nodded. "I see. You were once e married MS. Young." Sebastian probably knew about it.
Rosalie smiled faintly, and said nothing further.
Sydney could sense the unease in Rosalie, and said, "Chairman Carter, you wanted to meetdidn't you? Stop focusing your attention on Rose, and let's cut to the chase. What's on your mind?" X
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