Chapter 110: Chapter 110

"Young Master Grant, are you planning to return my phone?"

"I’ll send you an address. If you want your phone, come over!"

"Now? This late? It’s already dark."

"Perfect for dinner, remember to dress nicely."

Before Anna Thornton could figure it out, the other side had hung up.

Mary quickly leaned over to ask, "What’s going on?"

"He said he’s giving my phone back and seems to want to take me to dinner."

"Is he trying to force you to seduce his prospective brother-in-law again?" Mary was worried, "Better not go."

"I just remembered that my phone has a lot of Pop’s photos from ages one to three, some haven’t been uploaded to the cloud yet. It’d be a shame to lose them."

"So you’re deciding to go? But didn’t President Sterling say to avoid messing with Young Master Grant?"

"I also told him not to get hung up on one thing, did he listen?" Anna Thornton retorted.

"It doesn’t matter what the pighead says, what’s important is we can’t lose our baby’s growth photos, right?" Anna Thornton asked Pop.

The little munchkin nodded in agreement with his mouth full.

What else could Mary say?

She could only say, "Once Pop is asleep, I’ll go with you."

The address Finn Grant sent to Mary’s phone was a high-end restaurant.

A few days ago, Anna Thornton did research on it because she was planning to invite Conrad Sterling to dinner.

She knew this restaurant was very famous in Aethelgard, and the food wasn’t cheap.

Since Young Master Grant was willing to spend a lot to invite her here, he probably wouldn’t be causing trouble again.

After all, compared to being roughly taken to a warehouse yesterday, this was heavenly treatment.

When they arrived at the restaurant entrance together, Mary regretted not dressing up like Anna did.

It’s said that in such upscale restaurants, you can’t get in without wearing designer clothes.

Luckily, the waitstaff didn’t ask anything and led them inside.

It seemed like the whole restaurant was reserved since Mary and Anna hadn’t seen any other customers.

The waiter took them to the second floor, where Finn Grant was already seated at the spot with the best view.

The man, who appeared sinister and threatening yesterday, surprisingly looked quite proper in a formal outfit in such a high-end restaurant.

Mary glanced at Finn Grant and couldn’t help whispering to Anna Thornton, "He’s so handsome!"

Mary wasn’t usually charmed by looks, but due to her profession as a manager, she often got overly excited by people with extremely high attractiveness.

She was even more excited than this when she first saw President Sterling in person.

However, Finn Grant sensed her unstable emotions and quickly shot a suspicious glance, questioning, "Are you cursing me?"

Mary felt a shiver down her spine under Finn Grant’s gaze and immediately cowered, "N-no!"

She didn’t know why, but his eyes were particularly sharp.

Finn Grant’s aura was different from Conrad Sterling’s. President Sterling had the majesty of a superior, forcing submission.

In contrast, Finn seemed like a beast from the primal forest, with untamed wildness and menace in his eyes, as if he could pounce and snap your neck any moment.

"What are you whispering about me?" Finn Grant asked.

"I was just telling Anna that you’re really handsome!" Mary replied honestly.

"Since it’s a compliment, you don’t need to whisper. Isn’t it known to everyone?"

This peculiar confidence, why does it feel somewhat familiar?

Since Mary came with Anna, Finn Grant didn’t hold it against her.

He raised his eyebrows, looking at Anna Thornton, "Your name is Anna?"

"Uh, my real name is Anna, and ’Mary’ is my English name."

Seeing her lie so nonchalantly, Finn Grant smirked, "Do you know what usually happens to women who dare to lie to me?"

"Does it involve being invited to such an upscale place for dinner?"

Finn Grant stared into Anna Thornton’s eyes, realizing she genuinely wasn’t afraid of him.

The one beside her, with a face full of caution and worry, had the normal reaction most people had in front of him.

Not only was Anna unafraid, but she also sat down familiarly, even fetching a chair for Mary, "Have a seat."

"I only invited you to dinner," Finn Grant emphasized, "Who told you to bring someone extra?"

Mary was about to sit but stood up again when she heard him say that.

"Young Master Grant, you didn’t say we couldn’t bring someone. Mary is my friend; it’s rude to speak like that."

It was Finn Grant’s first time being called rude to his face. With a surprised lift of his brow, he thought being rude was as well-known as his handsomeness in Aethelgard.

Where on earth did this woman come from?

"Aren’t you from Aethelgard? Can’t you see where you are?"

"Here? An upscale restaurant, right? Are you afraid we’ll eat you out of house and home? I’ll eat a little less then. When the steak comes, we’ll split it in half." Anna suggested.

"If that’s also not okay, we’ll leave. It’s fine if you keep the phone; I don’t need it."

Anna wasn’t serious about not needing her phone; she guessed that Finn Grant had a reason for calling her over.

The real matter hadn’t been discussed, so he wouldn’t easily let her leave.

Sure enough, after they took a symbolic couple of steps, he called them back, "Get... back here!"

Anna suspected that silent pause might have hidden a ’get lost.’

Good thing he didn’t say it out loud, or else Anna would have left without looking back.

Now, holding onto the hope of retrieving her phone, she reluctantly turned back, also thinking they might as well enjoy the meal and ordered the best for herself and Mary.

No complaints about the cost; the food at this restaurant was indeed excellent.

After finishing, Anna was left wanting more, licking her lips.

Seeing her plates cleaned, Finn Grant’s eyes showed a hint of satisfied approval. He asked, "Want anything else? Feel free to order."

"No thanks, I can’t eat too much at night; I’m afraid of gaining weight!" Anna replied.

Upon hearing this, Finn Grant looked her over and said, "If you gain a little more weight, I’m fine with it."

Anna thought: Who cares if you’re fine with it? As an actress, maintaining body shape is a responsibility to the audience!

"Ahem, Young Master Grant, now that I’ve had dinner, can you return my phone? We should probably be heading back."

Anna shot a glance to Mary, who promptly set down her knife and fork.

"Why the rush? The last course hasn’t been served yet."

"There’s another course? But we’re already full."

As Anna finished speaking, Finn Grant snapped his fingers. The restaurant’s head chef personally wheeled a serving cart over, followed by two rows of waiters holding roses.

What kind of dish is this? So romantic!

And with a cover, what could it be? Quite mysterious.

As the cart approached, the last course was placed in front of Anna Thornton.

"It’s not my phone in there, is it?" Anna guessed.

Finn Grant was clearly disappointed with her lack of imagination and urged, "Open it."

With some trepidation, Anna lifted the metal cover from the plate, only to behold not a phone, but a rock-sized diamond!

Not an actual pigeon egg, but a ’pigeon egg’ diamond.

Meanwhile, Finn Grant arose, taking the roses from a waiter and placing them before Anna.

"Young Master Grant... what do you mean by this?"

"You can’t tell? I’m proposing to you."

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