Chapter 413 - Lunch For Three
Was this the “Tyrannical female CEO loves me” plot that Luke had talked about before? Selina couldn’t help but wonder.
As if granted an amnesty by Selina’s interruption, Karen clambered out from between Natalie’s arms and said, “Haha, no, it’s great to see you here.”
Natalie drew her arms back and asked suspiciously, “Selina, why are you here?”
Selina shrugged. “Weekend shopping. I just saw Karen come in and thought about asking her if she wanted to come shopping with me.”
Karen laughed hollowly and hurriedly hid behind Selina.
Compared with Natalie, who was very aggressive, being with the aloof but easy-going Selina was far more reassuring.
She nodded and said, “That sounds great, let’s go shopping together.”
Natalie raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t come to try the underwear here?”
Looking at the sexy black underwear that Natalie was wearing, Selina shook her head and said, “No, my underwear is all custom-made. There’s nothing suitable for me here.”
Natalie nodded and asked, “To highlight your figure?”
Selina smiled. “That’s part of it.”
Natalie observed Selina for a moment. “Sports bra?”
If I tell you that it’s bulletproof, you definitely won’t believe me! Selina nodded with a smile, and didn’t continue with the topic.
She turned around and asked, “Karen, are you going to try that underwear? I think… hm, it’s a little too conservative?”
She was pointing at the underwear that Karen was holding. It looked like a baby’s diaper and would cover her entire butt.
Karen shook her head in embarrassment. “No need, I picked the wrong one. I’m just looking around.”
Selina nodded and looked at Natalie. “It’s about time for lunch; why don’t we eat together? It’s on me.”
Natalie smiled. “Okay, but let me treat you.”
Karen asked prudently, “Why don’t we go dutch?”
Selina shrugged. “I heard about a nice restaurant yesterday, so it was going to be my treat, but if we’re going dutch, you can pick a place.”
Natalie said, “I’m interested in food and good restaurants. We can go there and split the bill.”
They looked at Karen.
Natalie was slightly more than 1.8 meters tall, Selina was 1.77, and Karen was only 1.6.
Karen was clearly overwhelmed by the two tall and formidable women in front of her. She managed a smile and said, “Haha, that’s fine with me.”
Although she was a housewife, she was also an interior designer, and her husband Jeff was a veteran employee at a major corporation. She wasn’t short of money.
Selina smiled brilliantly. “Okay, we’ll set off in a bit. Natalie, you can put on your clothes.”
Natalie chuckled. “Thanks.” She then walked into a stall and finally disappeared from Selina and Karen’s sight. Selina turned to the sight and looked at Karen. “Karen, are you going to try on more underwear?”
Karen was confused. “Huh?”
Selina pointed at the clothes Karen was holding and her half-naked body. “If you’re not, you can put your clothes back on.”
Enlightened, Karen entered a stall and put on her clothes too.
Listening to everything from his distant position south of the city, Luke texted back. “Don’t be careless.”
Selina instantly replied, “Don’t worry, I promise that I’ll stick around populated areas. Right, I’m going to have lunch with them, so I won’t be eating with you.”
Luke said in resignation, “Okay, but keep the voice channel on.”
Thinking for a moment in the car, he called Jeff. “Jeff, where are you?”
A moment later, he put the phone down with a strange expression on his face. “Did this couple plan this beforehand?”
He then turned the car to the west of the city.
Elsewhere, Selina and the two women drove their respective cars to a restaurant
When she looked at the name of the restaurant, Natalie’s lips twitched.
Selina, on the other hand, dragged the two of them in with a smile.
Beautiful women always got preferential treatment.
A waiter soon led them to a table by the window and stood on the side with a smile after offering them the menu.
Selina simply started pointing at the menu. “I would like the Maine lobster roll, the fresh sea urchin, and the homemade French sausages with clams. Right, and ice cream.”
On the side, Karen noticed the special on the menu: yellow fish fried with lemon peel and ginger.
Looking at the picture of the dish, she subconsciously murmured, “Why does it look so familiar?”
Selina leaned in close and shot a glance at it. “It looks delicious. Do you want to order it?”
Karen nodded. “Alright.” However, she gave Natalie, who was sitting opposite her, a suspicious look.
Natalie replied as calmly as ever, “Give me the French mix, fried scallops, and a burger, thanks.”
Then, she smiled at Karen. “I could’ve led the way if I knew that Selina was talking about this restaurant. I’ve been here before. I learned how to cook the yellow fish fried with lemon peel and ginger from here.”
Karen nodded and accepted the answer.
Selina, however, chuckled inwardly. You learned it here? More like you ordered it from here!
Elsewhere, Luke strode into a Chinese restaurant and smiled at the old couple that came over. “I’m Jeff and Tim’s friend. They’ve already booked a table.”
The old couple greeted him warmly and led him through the hall to a small door at the back, which opened into a darker area.
The light here was dimmer, but there were a lot of people.
Luke saw Jeff and walked over to him with a smile. “Jeff, I’m not late, am I?”
Jeff saw him and was immensely relieved. “Ah, Luke, you’re here. Please sit down.”
Luke sat down with a smile and greeted another person. “Tim, hello. I hope I’m not interrupting you?” Tim replied with a smile, “Of course not.”
…Not, my ass! both of them added in their hearts as they smiled at each other.
A young Chinese bounced over to them, as if he were dancing. “Are you ready to order?”
Tim nodded and looked at Luke and Jeff. “Do you want to try the specialties here?”
Naturally, Luke and Jeff nodded.
Tim said, “She jiu.” (snake wine)
Luke raised an eyebrow.
Tim spoke in Chinese, which Jeff didn’t understand, but wasn’t a problem at all for Luke.
He had written online novels for over ten years in his last life – how could he not understand?
He couldn’t handle the profound classics, but he was miles ahead of everyone else in this restaurant when it came to daily conversational Chinese.
After Tim poured them the wine and they had a toast, Jeff looked at the bottle in Tim’s hand and asked suspiciously, “What’s that? Why does it look like a snake?”
