Alexander chuckled, his eyes hostile as he glanced at Joseph. “A good match? I don’t think so.”

Elizabeth raised an eyebrow and clung to Joseph’s arm. “Mr. Tudor, take another look.”

Alexander squinted. “What’s Elizabeth up to? Testing my patience?”

“What’s not a good match?” Elizabeth leaned closer to Joseph, becoming more affectionate. Alexander’s brow furrowed deeper. Esme sensed his displeasure and gently held his hand. Alexander’s gaze stayed on Elizabeth, looking menacing. Elizabeth remained indifferent, her expression growing colder with a hint of provocation.

Alexander suddenly raised an eyebrow and smiled calmly. “Ms. Percy, as long as you like it, who cares what others think?”

Elizabeth nodded. “Mr. Tudor, that’s spot on.” She turned to Joseph with sparkling eyes. “Joseph, I know a great restaurant. Shall we go?” Her sweet demeanor seemed genuine, just like when she looked at Alexander before, which only irritated him more.

“Sure,” Joseph nodded and got into the car with Elizabeth. Joseph closed the car door for her, then looked at Alexander and Esme. “Do as you like. We’re off.”

Alexander clenched his fists, watching the car drive away. Damn it!

“Alexander,” Esme called softly. “I’ve booked a restaurant. Let’s go.” He sounded irritable as he got into the car.

Esme felt increasingly dissatisfied. Wasn’t it clear Alexander still cared about Elizabeth?

“My father said you visited him today,” Joseph chatted with Elizabeth. Elizabeth was browsing entertainment news; their popularity was still high.

“Yeah, just went to see him,” Elizabeth replied.

Joseph smiled. “He has a very good impression of you.”

“Like him, too. Both you and your father are gentle and elegant. I really like emotionally stable men,” Elizabeth smiled, putting down her phone.

“Ideally, there shouldn’t be any unexpected events, right?” Elizabeth suddenly felt uneasy. No matter who she had dinner with, something unexpected always happened.

Chapter 204

“Shouldn’t be,” Joseph put his phone on silent mode.

Elizabeth nodded, relieved.

They arrived at a new private restaurant in the city center, on the 39th floor. It felt cozy and had only two uniquely designed private rooms. The waiter began serving dishes as they entered. Elizabeth’s seat faced the door. Two people entered another private room.

“Is it fully booked today?” Joseph asked.

The waiter nodded. “Yes, Mr. Stewart.” She glanced at Elizabeth.

Elizabeth noticed and looked outside again.

“Mr. Stewart, Ms. Percy, all your dishes are served. Enjoy your meal.” The waiter closed the door.

“Let’s dig in,” Elizabeth smiled.

“Please, go ahead,” Joseph gestured.