Drowning In His Deep Love (Re-edited) novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58 Alexander Was Beckham’s Rival in Love

Florence was shocked. How could Alexander be so childish?

Even Beckham felt speechless. He curled his lips and said, "Sir, you are so old. How could you ask me to call you by your name?"

Florence almost laughed when she heard this.

Alexander was indeed in his thirties. And he asked a four-year-old child to call him by his name. Wasn’t he pretending to be young?

"Am I that old?" Alexander sounded a bit depressed.

Alexander was wearing a mask, so Florence could not see his expression and did not know whether he was angry or not. "Mr. Logan, your official information shows that you are already thirty-four. So, you are not young, at least."

Alexander suddenly went silent. Florence thought that she had said something wrong. So, she carefully looked at Alexander, then she suddenly heard him say, "This one should be good."

Florence followed his sight and saw Yard Kitchen.

To have dinner here?

Even if she spent all her money, she probably could not afford a meal here.

Florence was a little concerned and said, "Mr. Logan, are you trying to rip me off? I am afraid that I cannot afford the bill. Then the three of us will have to be detained here."

Alexander smiled, "Not three of us, but you and this child."

He was right. Who would dare to detain Alexander?

"Go to the trunk and get my wheelchair."

"What?" Florence was confused.

Alexander stretched out his legs, "I am a cripple. Have you ever seen a cripple walk by himself?"

"But you are not..." Then Florence realized that Alexander could not expose that he was not a cripple, so she got the wheelchair for him, "There. "

Alexander sat in the wheelchair just as she put it down. "Go ahead."

Was he taking her as Easton?

Beckham hit upon a perfect idea. He stood obediently behind the wheelchair and said with a smile, "Sir, let me help you."

The wheelchair is very light, and it is effortless to push it.

Florence smiled and said, "Beck, push carefully. Do not turn over Mr. Logan and hurt him."

"Don't worry, Sis. I will be careful."

Florence walked in the front alone. Alexander had a gloomy face, but he was wearing a mask, and no one could see his expression. He could only feel angry on his own.

Beckham chuckled and scorned. “You said you did not want to pursue my sister. But you even pretended that you could not walk. Well, she is mine. I won't let you have her."

Beckham found that Alexander could act better than him. He even pretended to be a cripple and sat in a wheelchair.

He couldn't let Alexander get close to Florence.

Alexander was speechless.

"Kid, you haven't even grown up yet. Don't ever try to compete with me for women."

"Oh, you just admitted it," Beckham said. "In that case, let's play fair. You cannot say that I, a kid, am bullying you. And no one can play dirty."

Alexander felt ridiculous. He was actually trapped by a kid, and now he had to compete fairly with a kid.

"Mr. Logan. Beck. Hurry up." Florence yelled in front of them. She did not know that the boy and the man behind her were bickering for her.

"I'm on my way." Beckham had strength, and he pushed the wheelchair while running fast.

Beckham deliberately chose uneven roads. He only walked on the uneven roads with stones.

Alexander's buttocks were numb from the bumps of the wheelchair. He was the head of the Logan Group, but now he was fooled around by a four-year-old child. People would find it unbelievable if they knew about it.

And he could not even get angry with a kid.

Alexander had never thought in his life that his rival in love would be a child, and this kid was as smart as a fox.

Alexander had already booked a table and ordered the food. After the three of them walked in, the waiter served the dishes directly. These dishes were the specialties of this restaurant. And of course, the price was also very high.

The service fee for this store was equal to the living expenses of Florence for several months alone.

Beckham was hungry, so he had eaten a lot. But after he was full, he tried to make Alexander jealous of him. So, he scooped a spoonful of steamed egg custard to feed Florence. "Sis, try this."