Love At The Right Price
Chapter 30

Love At The Right Price Chapter 30

Chapter 30

What a coincidence, huh?

Frank sat next to Tamara, his handsome face propped on his hand as he stared at her satisfied face. Asmall smile crept up his face. He said patiently and expectantly, “The 3 million you spent was worth it,wasn’t it?”

Instead of hearing the answer that he’d expected, Tamara denied immediately without even thinkingtwice. “Not at all!”

“Why not?”

“If food delivery was a million, I’d rather buy a shop and eat for free every day!”

Frank’s expression darkened and he went quiet again. He looked away from Tamara to the bowl ofplain noodles.

Jeez, this man and his mood swings… When she noticed that he was staring straight at the bowl ofnoodles, she understood at once and quickly nudged the bowl in his direction along with the pair of –chopsticks. “Sorry, I was too hungry and almost forgot that this was meant to be your supper. I can’tfinish the entire bowl anyway, so you should have some too.”

The moment she did that, she came to a realization as she stared at the bowl of noodles that she’d justeaten straight out of, and her face turned red. She reached out and tried to pull the bowl back towardherself.

Much to her surprise, before she could grab the bowl, Frank nonchalantly picked up the chopsticks andbegan to eat the noodles elegantly.

It was just a bowl of plain noodles, but it seemed to have turned into some fancy cuisine the momenthe started eating it. The natural air of poise he exuded was so charming that Tamara couldn’t help but

steal a few extra glances at him.

Nevertheless, how could Frank still casually enjoy the bowl of noodles that she’d just eaten straight outof?

“Hmm, it tastes pretty good.” Frank tried a few bites of it and emotionlessly nudged the bowl back inTamara’s direction.

His reaction wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, while Tamara was too embarrassed to say anything.Thus, she simply continued eating her noodles quietly.

She was actually starving.

So, she didn’t think much of it; she especially didn’t wonder if the noodles were prepared specially forher by Frank.

The two sat closely side by side at the table. It was a picturesque scene indeed-perhaps this was whatit looked like for two beautiful people to be next to each other.

The next morning, Tamara, who had only four hours of sleep, stood in front of the father-son duo,bearing a haggard face.

Tim gasped in shock. “Mommy, were you out burgling last night?”

“Give me ten minutes.” Tamara’s eyebrows couldn’t help but twitch as she stared at her pale andunhealthy complexion in the mirror.

She rapidly started patting powders and creams onto her face. Around ten minutes later, a simple and

fresh makeup look was completed.

She had great skin, so she only needed a tiny bit of concealer and powder to cover up the dark eyecircles which she’d earned from staying up last night. With that, she looked a lot more refreshed.

After that, the family of three took off right away. Their destination was the largest tourist attraction inthe east side of the city-Happy Canyon.

Happy Canyon was the most famous vacation spot in Deacon Town.

There were all sorts of amusement facilities available and the view was spectacular. Tourists from allover the world would visit just to experience the beauty of Happy Canyon.

In all the years that Tamara had been living in Deacon Town, this was the first time she was able to visita place like this. Strangely, she felt like she was in a dream when she stepped through the entrance ofHappy Canyon.

Just as she was caught up in her own thoughts, she felt a warmth against her palm. She looked downand noticed that Frank had wrapped his fingers around hers tightly.

An inexplicable feeling spread in her chest. She realized that she didn’t hate his touch. Rather, she feltlike holding hands with him was quite a natural gesture.

The next second, his magnetic voice came from above her head. “It’s crowded here, so don’t get lost.”

Hearing that, Tamara tightened her grip around Tim’s hand. She said, her voice full of concern, “Don’tlet go of my hand no matter what, okay?”

“You should worry about yourself, Mommy.” Tim looked away boldly, his eyes even filled with helplessresignation.