Chapter 72: The Wheel of Fate Is Sinking Again34
"Oh......" The nobles in the room immediately understood why Jack had joined, and they tacitly decided to avoid the young man who had upset Carl during the conversation.
"All for me?" Jack turned and asked Ruth quietly.
"Yes, start with the outermost fork first." Ruth pointed at him while her mother wasn't looking.
ββ¦β¦ Oh, I don't eat caviar, sorry. Jack rejected the waiter's plate and put on a serious face, "Actually, I've never liked it." β
Xin also used these cumbersome tableware in front of him very naturally, and looked at Jack, who was faintly at a loss in the face of these things, and couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
"Honey, what are you laughing at?" With a warm breath in his ears, Carl paused his meal, leaned in and whispered, "Need butter?" β
Xin was suddenly wrapped in the faint smell of perfume on his body, and his heartbeat unconsciously beat faster.
ββ¦β¦ Okay, thanks. She accepted the lump of butter he had brought from the waiter's plate, and winked her pretty purple eyes in thanks.
"Gin or barley orange juice?" Carl glanced at the bottles and cans on the cart.
"Hmm......" Xin also gave him a bright and playful smile back, and took the bottle of the strongest liquor while he was momentarily distracted, "Whiskey, thank you!" β
ββ¦β¦ Drink less. He closed his eyes, his tone helpless but doting.
"By the way...... Carl" Ruf interrupted them suddenly, "This young lady doesn't look familiar, may I ask her ......"
Carl was so affectionate to the girl next to him that Ruth's position in Carl's heart seemed to be precarious compared to her.
A strong sense of crisis arose, and Ruf forced himself to calm his mind and tentatively asked his own questions.
"The youngest daughter of the Lopez family at Fort Lauderdale, Ophelia Lopez." Carl directly intercepted the questioning for Xin, his expression calm and determined.
She tilted her head to look at him, and her heart warmed suddenly.
"Hello, ma'am." Shin also turned back and smiled at Ruf, "I'm Aoife. β
ββ¦β¦ Ah, okay, no, I mean...... Hello, Miss Lopez. β
For the first time, Ruth saw her high-flying mother deflated one after another, and immediately realized that the status of the blonde girl must be very noble.
She is a friend of Jack's...... So...... Now is the perfect opportunity to introduce Jack.
In order to pave the way for her future emotional path, Ruth decides to do something to reverse her mother's stereotype of Jack.
"Mom, it was Miss Lopez and Jack who saved me last night, and in fact they know each other and are very good friends. Jack and she are both good at drawing, and today Jack showed me some of his work. Right, Jack? β
The boy nodded sheepishly.
"Aoife?" Ruth's wide, expectant eyes looked over.
Xin Ye: "...... Right. β
"It's true that Aofe is a brave girl, but sometimes it's precisely that that gives a bit of a headache. If it weren't for Mr. Dawson's busy saving a girl who ran to the side of the boat to look at the propellers......"
Karl's voice was cold, and a chill appeared in his gray-green eyes, "Aoife won't almost have an accident because of a friend's negligenceβare you right, Mr. Dawson?" β
The air at the table was sluggish, and Jack smiled at the sound of his calm but merciless questioning.
He was right, if he hadn't saved Aoife in time, maybe his friend would have died in the cold sea by now.
Ruth looked at the guilty Jack a little anxiously, and before she could think of how to explain it, she was interrupted by Carl's words.
"Also, Ruth and I have always had very different views on art, and it's not like your work is bad, sir, but ......"