Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 235

Chapter 235 Do the Two of You Love Each Other Very Much?

"The waiter's voice reached my ears. "Mr. Yates, your guest has arrived."

After saying that, the walter left upon receiving a nod from Charlie.

Seeing me standing still, Charlie smiled gently. "Ms. Scott, please take a seat."

I nodded, belatedly regaining my voice. "Okay, thank you."

Sitting across from Charlie, I still felt somewhat dazed. The man in front of me was extremely handsome, like an exquisitely sculpted artifact.

A sculpted face, yes, that was the right description. It was just too perfect.

His nose, mouth, eyes, and even the shape of his face were flawless.

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Did tuch not say he was injured in a car accident? How come...

I could not help but scrutinize his face. Upon closer inspection, I could indeed see traces of scars, but they were faint, almost invisible.

"Ms. Scott?" The man in front of me slightly pursed his lips, his beautiful eyes fixed on me int confusion. "rightened you?""

I quickly shook my head and took a deep breath. "No, it's just that this is the first time we're meeting like this, and I'm slightly... not used to it."

He suddenly chuckled, apologetically saying, "I'm really sorry about last time. I had to use the screen because my wounds hadn't healed properly. I apologize if that made you uncomfortable.

I shook my head, wanting to say something, but my mind went blank, and I wondered if I was being swayed by appearances.

Bzz... My phone vibrated, pulling me back to reality. I looked down and saw a message from Idris: [I'm waiting downstairs.]

Seeing the message, 1 frowned and glanced out the window, indeed spotting Idris's black. Bugatti.

Noticing my gaze, Charlie followed my line of sight and naturally saw Idris' car too. Raising an eyebrow, his voice betrayed no emotion. "Your friend? Or...?"

I nodded and said, "My husband..." After speaking, I realized how redundant this answer was considering Idris and I were already divorced. What husband?

Wanting to explain, but not wanting Charlie to misinterpret, I decided to change the subject." Mr. Yates, is what you said on the phone this morning true? You're planning to collaborate with Scott Corporation on the development project in Avaloria?"

Charlie nodded, his handsome face revealing a faint smile. "Yes. If possible, I hope Ms. Scott can arrange for us to sign the contract soon. I will also arrange for my company's representatives to liaise with yours, so we can start the project quickly."

He did not have much else to say besides bringing up the matter of signing the contract.

Naturally, I was happy inside, but after some thought, I curiously asked, "Mr. Yates, may I ask.

you a question? Why did you choose to collaborate with Scott Corporation? After all, there are many capable and influential enterprises in Lake City. Scott Corporation has gone through several setbacks and doesn't seem to have many advantages in the eyes of others."

He looked at me, his eyes still carrying a light smile. "You just said it yourself, to outsiders Scott Corporation may not seem advantageous, but I am not an outsider."

Hmm?

I looked at him, a bit slow to catch on.

He smiled, his lips curving. "You're a friend of Inch, so naturally, you're my friend too." Ah, okay then.

I smiled, guessing that this explanation made some sense.

It seemed the business talk was almost done, and the waiter had almost finished serving all the dishes. Looking at the lavish spread on the table, he said, "I wasn't sure what you liked, so I ordered a variety. Try whatever you want and eat what you like."

Looking at the dishes on the table, I thought to myself that he really was wealthy. This was a meal for two, yet he had ordered enough for four or five people. If the table had been bigger, I bet he would have ordered more.

I smiled, wanting to say something, but worried it might come off sycophantic, so I just kept quiet and started eating.

However, I was taken aback when some food was suddenly placed on my plate. Instinctively, I looked up into Charlie's handsome eyes. He withdrew the fork he used to serve me, smiling. "I think their pork cutlets are quite good. Give it a try."

I nodded, picking up the meat he served me, and thanked him with a smile.

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were not very familiar with each other, and now that business was settled, we did not have much else to chat about. I continued eating quietly, wracking my brain for topics to discuss, trying to prevent the atmosphere from becoming too awkward.

"Do the two of you love each other very much?" Charlie's voice suddenly came from above.