Heath swallowed nervously. Timothy indeed had ns for the evening. However, given the current situation, Heath knew he couldn''t acknowledge it.
He quickly replied, "There aren''t any ns tonight."
Timothy nodded solemnly and he shifted his gaze to Jeremy, his dark eyes carrying an overwhelming intensity.
Just as Jeremy was about to reply, Mia swiftly intervened, "Even though Mr. Barrett is avable, it''s unlikely he would join us for street food.
"Given his wealthy background, he tends to dine at Michelin-starred restaurants and has a pte for refined tastes."
Jeremy felt a cold sweat forming on his forehead. He couldn''t help but wonder why Mia seemed to hold such strong opinions about her ex-husband.
It seemed as though Mia was subtly hinting that she wasn''t keen on dining with Timothy.
Timothy''s gaze narrowed. "Well, I''ve grown weary of Michelin-starred restaurants. I''d like to experience street food for a change."
Jeremy reluctantly nodded. "Since you have the time, let''s all go together. There''s a decent Cagon diner near campus. I''ve arranged for a private room with the owner."
At the mention of Cagon food, Mia swiftly grew quiet, choosing to withhold any further remarks. Knowing Timothy''s refined taste, he might not appreciate the hearty vors of Cagon cuisine.
With that settled, they made their way to the Cagon diner.
Hidden within an alley and off-limits to vehicles, the diner required a short walk to reach it.
The cobblestone pathway was somewhat slippery, and the surroundings were not particrly clean or hygienic, with a constant flow of people.
Mia cast a nce back at Timothy, who trailed behind her. He was d in a bespoke suit, meticulously groomed from head to toe.
His custom-made leather shoes gleamed immactely, with even their soles appearing cleaner than the nearby walls.
Walking along the path, he seemed entirely out of ce amidst the surroundings.
Indeed, a man of such refinement belonged in Michelin-starred restaurants and ces frequented by luxury cars, befitting his status.
As they walked, someone from a nearby shop identally sshed water, narrowly missing Timothy.
Despite his quick reflexes, his trousers bore some water stains, apanied by an inexplicable odor.
Timothy promptly retrieved a handkerchief from his pocket, wrinkling his nose as he covered his mouth and nose.
Observing his disheveled state, Mia paused and remarked, "Mr. Barrett, I''ve mentioned before that this ce isn''t suitable for you. You should leave."
Seeing Timothy in such a plight, Mia couldn''t help but feel a sense of satisfaction.
Jeremy now regretted selecting this eatery. Although it boasted delicious food, it clearly wasn''t appropriate for someone of Timothy''s stature, a wealthy tycoon.
Upon hearing Mia''s remark, Timothy calmly folded away the handkerchief, slipping one hand into his pocket as he stepped forward.
Observing Timothy''s approach, Mia lifted her head, questioning, "What''s the matter?"
Timothy walked past her with an air of indifference, leaving behind just three words, "Lead the way."
Watching his figure, Mia couldn''t help butment, "You''re going the wrong way; it''s not in that direction."
With that, she began walking in the opposite direction, her expression betraying a hint ofplexity.
Timothy paused momentarily, masking any difort in his demeanor before following after her.
After a brief stroll, they finally reached the Cagon diner.
By the time they arrived, there was already a line forming outside the restaurant. However, Jeremy had made a reservation, so they were able to bypass the queue.N?velDrama.Org owns this.
Upon entering, Timothy''s shoes made contact with the greasy floor, and he immediately caught a whiff of a pungent odor, causing him to cough involuntarily.
Mia couldn''t help but notice Timothy''splexion turning red from the coughing fit.
Feeling concerned, she approached him with a tissue, but in the process, she identally slipped on the greasy floor herself.