Chapter 283

• She licked her slightly dry lips and couldn't help but turn around, looking at Frank Holt who was just playing with his chopsticks, feeling irritated: "Are you deliberately teasing me?"
• "If you don't eat the noodles soon, they won't taste good anymore." Frank Holt's handsome face showed a hint of a smile as he carefully poured a glass of water for Tamara Randall and patted the sofa next to him, gesturing for her to come over and sit.
• Tamara Randall, after all, was an adult and knew that even when upset, there should be a limit. Since Frank Holt had lowered his face to give her a way out, she couldn't be too ungracious.