His Beloved Mate
Chapter 54 There Is No Free Lunch

"... Ouch."

Cassie said in a low voice. She could totally understand what Mrs. Mary was doing. Did she want to plead with the capitalist through Cassie? And then rekindled the cooperation?

This kind of nepotism was really like a way of cooperation between rich women. They would become good friends after having a meal and chatting with each other. In the future, if you have anything to say, just say it and help each other.

It was true, but Cassie and Dylan had a contractual marriage. How could she speak in front of him and interfere in his company's affairs. Besides, she was uncertain about the capitalist. How could she know the consequences if she said it.

Cassie answered perfunctorily. Maybe Mrs. Mary also heard her perfunctoriness and stopped asking her about these trifles.

It was afternoon when the set of skin care products had been finished. Miss Song, the chief executive of CHLITINA, walked to the room of Cassie. She smiled and said politely, "Mrs. Dylan, we have just customized the facial cream according to your skin. You can take it in a month."

Cheryl nodded, "Okay, thank you."

Leisurely, Cheryl handed the black card to Miss song, the chief executive of CHLITINA. She took it over, and the hairdresser tied up the hair for Cassie. Cassie said politely, "Thank you."

Cheryl said to Cassie, "Mrs. Dylan, the restaurant for lunch has been booked. When can you come over? I'll have someone prepare it."

Cassie hadn't eaten anything since ten o'clock in the morning. She was a little hungry. As soon as Mrs. Mary heard that Cassie was hungry, she smiled and said, "Since Mrs. Dylan is hungry, can I invite you to lunch?"

There is no free lunch, you must be up to something.

Cassie smiled, "I appreciate your kindness, but I have an appointment with Dylan, so I'd better change the day."

A hint of surprise flashed through Mrs. Mary's eyes when she heard that it was time to have dinner with Dylan. She smiled and said, "That's better. Can I go to say hello? I happened to have an appointment." ... Mrs. Mary was really chasing after Cassie!! She had said that it was just a greeting. It would be narrow-minded if Cassie didn't make it.

Cassie smiled awkwardly, "Then... Okay."

As soon as Cassie got on the car, she called Dylan in a hurry, "Capitalist, help!"

Dylan walked out from the meeting room. He frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cassie said, "Mrs. Mary wanted to have lunch with me, but I lied to her that I wanted to have lunch with you, so please come and help me."

Hearing her aggrieved tone, Dylan suddenly wanted to tease her. "What? Why?"

"Ah, ah, capitalist, I replace that you like to take advantage of me!"

"Oh, I see. I'll hang up," Dylan said slowly.

Fearing that he would hang up the phone, Cassie hurriedly flattered him and said in an extremely affected tone, "Don't, don't, don't! Honey, I miss you so much! "Ahem!"!!"

The way she spoke really made people feel goosebumps all over the ground. Cheryl couldn't help snickering.

Feeling a headache, Dylan rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "Stop. Send me the address."

Cassie quickly said, "Okay!"

She breathed a sigh of relief and said to Cheryl, "I suddenly feel that some of the capitalist's decisions are correct."

If she wanted to do this every time she came out, she would go crazy!

Cheryl chuckled, "Don't be afraid. You'll get used to it."

"Are you used to drinking tea and chatting with a group of rich women? Tell me who looks good today?"

Thinking of this, Cassie shook her head and said, "I think I'd better not. Why don't I hide at home and sleep late if I have time?"

Besides, her "husband" was Dylan! Humph! Why did she have to attend these activities? Couldn't the capitalist handle it himself? Strange!

Twenty minutes later, Dylan was already waiting for her in the western restaurant. Cassie walked into the cabin. The sun was shining on the head of Dylan. He was looking at the stock with his head down. The sound of Cassie walking came to his ears. Dylan said, "Here."

She nodded. A waiter had served the dishes he had ordered. "Cream chicken soup, fried fish with tomato juice, fried prawns, Wellington steak. Enjoy yourself, please." Cassie said politely, "Thank you."

The waiter shook his head, turned around and left. There was a melodious melody in her ears, and the sunshine just shone on the table through the glass window. Looking at the pile of food on the table, Cassie felt a little strange and asked, "It's already one o'clock. Haven't you had lunch yet?"

Dylan put away his phone and looked up at her. "It's the end of the year. I'm a little busy."

"Oh." Cassie had a rough idea. She tasted the cream chicken soup on the table. She looked up and saw a familiar figure.

Damn it! Mrs. Mary did come after her. Well, there seemed to be someone behind her, and it was Sunny?!

In a low voice, Cassie said, "Capitalist, Sunny and Mrs. Mary are really here!"

Dylan ate slowly and said, "So what?"

From a distance, Sunny saw Cassie and Dylan. Feeling a little uncomfortable, she said, "Mom..."

Mrs. Mary looked at her and said, "Go and say hello."

Sunny said, "I don't want to go. Why must it be me?!"

Mrs. Mary said seriously, "Do you know that Dylan has terminated the contract with us since he came back from Mrs. Carla's birthday party?"

When she came to her senses, Sunny looked at her mom in astonishment. "So, do you think that it's because I offended Cassie and she told it to Dylan that our family lost our business?!"

Mrs. Mary sighed, "No matter what, you are an adult now. You should be responsible for what you have done. Do you think our family is still the same as before?! I will promise you anything you want as long as we reach a new cooperation with the Huayu."

Sunny was angry and said, "Why do you all force me to apologize to the people who stole my happiness?"

Her voice was a little loud, and this sentence fell to Cassie's ears.

Tut, tut, it was really harsh. "Stole!"

All of a sudden, Cassie stopped eating the steak. She looked at Dylan with a dark face and said, "... You are such a heartbreaker!"

"What's this?" Dylan asked in surprise.

"Uh... It is the man who fascinates a lot of girls."

Noticing that Cassie didn't look well, Mrs. Mary guessed that she had heard something. Mrs. Mary held Sunny's hand and said, "Sunny, apologize." Pursing her lips, Sunny wiped her tears and walked over reluctantly.

'My God! I'm dying.' It was really embarrassing.

Cassie patted the back of Dylan's hand nervously and said, "Your little crazy girl is here. What should I do?!"

All of a sudden, Dylan held her hand and asked, "Mrs. Dylan, you don't seem to be confident?"

No matter how many girls there were outside, he was her husband, which could not be changed.

Sunny came over and said to Cassie, "Mrs. Dylan..."000