Novel Name : Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game Chapter 295 A Treat

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Both the two girls shook their heads, and then Ophelia let out a decent smile, “Your company feels

really special. I have never seen staffs being so relaxed and enjoyable while working. The atmosphere

is really easy-going. And I am sure you must be a nice boss.”

Wilfred was rendered even a bit nervous when looking at Ophelia. Surrounded by sunlight, she actually

looked much more attractive than the moment they met last night. His heart couldn’t help beating

fiercely. He could still manage to maintain a composed manner while talking to her last night. But now

he felt like intoxicated.

“Well, I run the company just to kill time. It never occurs to me that it has already taken me so many

efforts and fund as time goes by. So now here is also where my soul rests. Thanks to all my staffs’ hard

work, the company is growing gradually and so is the number of my staffs, though most of whom are

guys. Sometimes we have girls applying for positions so we hired them. As they work with those guys

for so long, even their temperament blend together. Now they don’t even deem themselves girls but

guys just like us. You know. It has been a long time since they saw such a great beauty like you last

time. So I am afraid if you feel being offended.” Stammered Wilfred as adrenalin seemed to surge up in

his body.

Madeleine cast a glimpse at him, doubting, “Wilfred, are you being nervous?”

Actually, Wilfred could feel his own face burning hot indeed. But thanks to his tanned skin, his awkward

blush didn’t look clear.

“No! I am not nervous. Come on, I am a guy.” Wilfred smiled awkwardly and hurried to shift his gaze off

from Ophelia. Then he added, “Oh, it’s about half pass eleven. You must be starving, right? What about

having lunch with me? It’s on my treat. I will show you our bodyguards after lunch.”

Madeleine still didn’t feel like eating as she just finished the breakfast an hour ago. So she looked at

Ophelia and asked, “Girl, are you hungry?”

Ophelia thought for a while. She still nodded out of courtesy.

A trace of happiness appeared on the corner of Wilfred’s mouth. He stood up and couldn’t help casting

a glimpse at Ophelia, “Ophelia, do you like spicy food?”

But then he seemed to notice that it might be a bit weird to ask so. So he hurried to explain, “Please

don’t be mistaken. I just want to know if you love spicy food. If so, let’s go to get some Mexican dishes.

If not, I will take you to those who offer no spicy food.”

Ophelia smiled but her eyes revealed something aloof.

Madeleine interposed, “Wilfred, stop being so biased! Why don’t you ask me about my opinion but

Ophelia’s only? Come on, I am standing right here. You get me so jealous.”

Wilfred forced out a seemingly easy smile, “Ophelia is pregnant. Of course I have to take her baby into

consideration. So I ask for her opinion first. I heard that the food for pregnant ladies should be specific.”

Upon hearing that, Ophelia seemed to relax a bit.

Madeleine then showed him a thumb-up, “Well, Wilfred, you so considerate! The one who marries you

must be the happiest lady in the world.”

Wilfred then cast another glimpse at Ophelia.

Madeleine seemed to remind him with a banter, “Wilfred, I know Ophelia is deadly charming and you

said you fancies this type of ladies. But she is married. You should know where to fix your eyes.”

Wilfred scratched his head, looking a bit awkward. Then he let out an easy smile again, “Well, if both of

you would like to take spicy food, I know there is a nice Mexican restaurant. Let me make a call to the

owner first.”

Madeleine hurried to say, “There is an ailment bothering her stomach recently. Wilfred, I suggest we

should try some light food, alright?”

Wilfred was rendered agitated all of a sudden, “Are you feeling stomachache? I happen to acquaint

myself with some experts of gastroenterology. Do you need an appointment?”

Upon hearing that, both the two girls stared at him, feeling weird.

Wilfred still let out an easy smile to cover up his real thought, “You see, Ophelia is now pregnant. I am

worried if it does harm to the baby.”

Ophelia smiled to refuse, “It’s just an ailment. The doctor said I would be alright in a few days with

some light food.”

“Okay, let’s go for some light food. I will make a reservation on our way there.”

The three of them got downstairs by elevator. They got into Wilfred’s car and he reserved a room while

driving.

It took them half an hour to reach a classic-decorated restaurant.

Wilfred unfastened the safety belt and said, “The owner is my friend. If you want to enjoy the food here

next time, you can just drop by and tell him you are my friend. Everything will be then free of charge.”

Madeleine smiled, “Wow, if so, I might clear up all the food here.”

“I hold a share of this restaurant. So I am sure I can afford it.” Replied Wilfred generously.

“Oh, Wilfred, I didn’t expect you to be so rich! You even invest a restaurant while running such a great

security company? Such an honor for me to encounter a big shot like you while having an after-supper

last night. If I were a gold digger, I would definitely hook up with you.”

Wilfred still wore a smile.

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