Maryanne frowned in pain. After glaring at Milton, she waved at Sierra and said, "Aunty, that's fine. I'll just go home and eat."
"Maryanne, you think my cooking is bad, don't you?" she asked, sounding a little hurt.
Maryanne was used to being arrogant, but Sierra was a very gentle woman. Even if she had a bad temper, she didn't want to upset her, "Aunty, that's not what I meant."
"Then stay here," Sierra said, her eyes glinting with anticipation as she stared at her.
It was hard to refuse her kindness, so Maryanne could only ignore Milton's increasingly displeased gaze and replied, "Alright."
Sierra smiled, "That's great, you guys go to the living room and hang out first. I'll head to the kitchen to prepare dinner. It won't be long until it's done."
During the dinner, it seemed that Sierra mentioned inadvertently, "Milton, Maryanne, do you intend to get engaged?"
"Pfft..." Maryanne couldn't hold back any longer as the mashed potato spurted out of her mouth. She lowered her head in shame and thought that something so unrefined would really happen to her!
Milton calmly wiped the mashed potato with a napkin and threw it into the trash can. Then he said to Sierra with a poker face, "Mom, you scared
Maryanne."
Sierra put down her fork and knife and turned to look at Maryanne. "Sorry, please don't mind."
"Ahem... it's okay..." Maryanne stared at Milton's hand on the table and couldn't help but feel better about him when she thought that it was the same hand that had helped her wipe off the mashed potato without minding the dirt.
After the meal, Milton couldn't wait to say to Sierra, "Mom, I'll take Maryanne home."
Then, he turned to look at Maryanne and said, "Let's _ _ H go.
Maryanne, who had been secretly watching him, clenched the glass of water in her hand somewhat sheepishly after meeting his cold stare, "Okay..."
Sierra said enthusiastically to them at the door, "Well, you guys take care on the road, and Maryanne come over more often if you want."
"Okay." Maryanne nodded her head in a hurry and followed Milton to the parking lot.
Maryanne gasped as she chased Milton: "I thought you said you were a gentleman, couldn't you have waited a little longer for me..."
At that, Milton stopped abruptly and Maryanne ran straight into his back. Maryanne rubbed her nose that hurt from the impact and hammered his back depressed, "Big bad! If you were going to stop, couldn't you have told me first?"
"Maryanne." Milton turned around with a serious look. "We're just in a fake relationship, but not yet in a fake marriage."
Maryanne was stunned and said in annoyance, "Of course I know. There's no need for you to remind me. I'm popular among men, you don't have to worry that I'll turn out to fall in love with you!"
Maryanne was so disgusted with him, but the expression on Milton's handsome face didn't change: "That's good."
The next day, at Roxxon Corporation.
After Amelia got off work, she was about to leave the company when she suddenly received a phone call that surprised her. "Miss Amelia Ramsay, are you free now?"
For a moment, Amelia couldn't recognize who it was. "Excuse me, who is this, please?"
The person on the other side of the phone laughed and said, "You are really forgetful. I just met you at the gate of the police station yesterday. You pretend that you don't know me now."
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