Chapter 160

Trevin’s eyes widened instantly. “Fifty thousand?” he exclaimed. He quickly opened the menu to the beverages page, but missed the mockery on Kimberly’s face. I glanced at Kimberly and disliked her even more. She was wealthy, but was it necessary to look down on poor people like that?

I said to Kimberly, without much tone, “Thank you for Ms. Palmer’s kindness, but we can afford this meal ourselves. If there’s nothing else, please let Ms. Palmer move aside; she’s blocking my light.”

Trevin became even more anxious. He grabbed my arm anxiously. “We can’t afford both the king crab and the red wine,” he said.

I withdrew my arm. “If you can’t afford it, don’t order those two items. There are many other dishes available…” I said lightly.

“Esmeralda,” Trevin said impatiently, “Why did you refuse their kind invitation? If we miss this opportunity, we may never taste this king crab and red wine in our lifetime.”

Just then, the waiter arrived. Ignoring me, Trevin said, “I want a serving of the king crab, and also…” He flipped quickly to the back of the menu, his anxiety growing as he really wanted to order the fifty-thousand-dollar red wine.

I quickly held down the menu. “Cancel the emperor crab; we’ll order again,” I told the waiter.

“Esmeralda!” Trevin looked at me in frustration. The waiter’s gaze already showed disdain.

Kimberly chuckled. “It’s alright; we still want the emperor crab. Please prepare it,” she said to the waiter.

“Okay, please wait a moment.”

After the waiter left, Trevin breathed a sigh of relief, as if afraid I would return the king crab. Kimberly looked at me condescendingly. “It’s really okay, Ms. Duffy. Reynaldo and I almost vomited eating this king crab,” she said.

“Today we rarely meet,” Reynaldo added, “so I invited you all. If you miss this opportunity, you may never eat such good food again.” Trevin nodded with a silly smile.

I pursed my lips. “Back in the day, I wouldn’t even bother with this king crab. I didn’t expect Ms. Palmer to consider it a good thing,” I said to Kimberly. A flash of anger flickered in Kimberly’s eyes.

Trevin whispered to me, “Esmeralda, why are you bragging? We haven’t even eaten it! People can see right through that; they’re probably laughing at us.”

At that moment, I didn’t want to talk to Trevin anymore. I handed him the menu. “Take a look and see what else you want. You can order, but no alcohol,” I said.

“Oh, oh,” Trevin mumbled, taking the menu and finally shutting his mouth. I watched the anger in Kimberly’s eyes with a faint smile. Tell her to show off in front of me! I thought. Just mocking people, who can’t do it!

Kimberly took a breath and smiled. “Ms. Duffy, that was in the past,” she said.

I leaned back. “Whether it was in the past or not, I never cared for it, but in Ms. Palmer’s eyes, it’s different. It’s considered good and valuable in her eyes,” I said casually.

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a cold gaze. I slowly raised my gaze and met Reynaldo’s icy stare. A sudden pang of hurt shot through my heart. Kimberly just mocked me, and he didn’t react. But I only retorted a few words, and he gave me that look. Ah, the difference between love and hate. He wanted me to go back. Was he sick, or was I just unable to accept it? It really was.

Kimberly said reluctantly, “Anyway, we treated you to this meal, so you don’t have to go out of your way to find a cheaper restaurant.”

“Um, has Ms. Palmer finished speaking?” I asked.

“Please go back after you finish speaking,” Kimberly snapped. “The dishes on your table have been ready for a long time. If you don’t go back soon, Ms. Palmer will have to eat cold food.”

Kimberly squinted at me, turned, and left. I furrowed my brow and stared at her back.