My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 551

I was unsure of what to reply.

For a moment, warmth gushed into my chest and spread all over my body. It was as if my heart was surrounded by his warmth.

"Okay!"

As soon as I spoke, my voice softened unconsciously.

I hung up the phone. Since I couldn't sleep, I went to the study room and stayed up all night. But because I had slept in the day, it was okay even if I stayed up late.

Minnie was very thoughtful when taking care of others. She came to the villa early and prepared breakfast for me.

When she saw me coming downstairs looking rather well dressed, she hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you going out later?"

I nodded, "I'm going to meet someone later. I'll be out for a while."

"Do you need me to accompany you?" She asked, looking a little worried, "The dark circles under your eyes are looking pretty bad. Did you wake up last night and could not fall back asleep?"

I nodded. Then, I took a few bites of breakfast and went out.

I didn't want to go out at first, but Freya sent me a message informing me that she was currently in Ucrebury. Since we were friends, I had to do my best as a host.

Since she mentioned being here, I had no reason to refuse her.

Before going out, I looked around the garage and found that the low-profile cars had been sent for maintenance. The vehicles that were ready to be used look too conspicuous for my taste.

After a moment of hesitation, I decided to drive Hendrix's black Maybach. I thought that this car can look rather ordinary and would help in keeping a low-profile.

Perhaps it was because I was not used to driving, so I drove at a turtle-like speed.

When I arrived at the meeting place, I saw that Freya was already there.

When she saw me, she waved.

Freya checked all the boxes of being an heiress as she was drop-dead gorgeous and had a rocking body. Plus, she was also from a wealthy family.

She was about two years older than me but she was not married yet. She was more of a career woman.

She did things in an astute and decisive manner.

After I sat down, she didn't say anything more and snapped her fingers to call the waiter over. She looked at me and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Since we were at a French restaurant, I shrugged and glanced at her. "This is my first time, so I'll be needing your guidance."

She raised her eyebrows and immediately read out her order, "We would like to have one salmon mousse, oyster carp soup, fried lobster, French fish rolls and an orange French toast." She paused and pursed her lips, "That's it for the time being. Thank you!"