Married to Billionaire after Being Disfigured

Coming to the top floor, the atmospheric open-air restaurant, Lynn took a breath in surprise. This was a great place to have meal, with a wide view, blue sky, and leisurely white clouds above.

It was so much better than the lifeless private room just now, it was so overwhelmed that one could hardly breathe.

“Sit, madam.” Neil pulled out the white chair for Lynn and waited for Lynn to sit.

“Thanks.”

However,, as soon as Lynn sat down, she saw the manager of the restaurant walking towards her.

Lynn glanced at her blue business attire, feeling bad, and rubbed her hands at a loss. She was a waitress. Now, instead of serving dishes, she was sitting here waiting for dinner. It was reasonable for her to be scolded.

The stern-faced manager got closer and closer to her, and Lynn jumped up immediately, admitting her mistake.

“Sorry, manager, I’ll go to work right away…”

“Just sit down. You must be tried after working all morning.”

The manager smiled and pressed Lynn to sit down.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Lynn was stunned for a while. Could it be that the manager was saying something ironic? Thus, she immediately said it again.

“Manager, I’m not eating, I’m going to work.”

“Silly, how can you not eat, the dishes are ready, I will take them to the kitchen to prepare the dishes and serve them right away.”

Lynn scratched her ears and turned her head to take a look. Then she took the menu ordered by Benson, and glanced at the manager who was glad.

Lynn turned around, thinking of the only possibility, looked at the man opposite as handsome as a sculpture, and twitched the corners of her rosy mouth.

“You told the manager my identity. Who told you to tell her? I didn’t allow it.”

She came to work for Sherry, not to show off her status. If the manager knew that she was the young lady of The Warners, how would she arrange her work.

Benson frowned.

“Yes, I mean, I said you were the little nanny who was dismissed by The Warners. I met you today. You are pitiful. As your former master, I will take you to a good meal.”

Puff!

Lynn just took a sip of water from the cup, and then spit it out.

The manager personally urged the dishes, it was fast, and the exquisite dishes were served on the table in a while. They were all high-end dishes.

Baked lobster with green mustard, smoked cod fish, braised crab fins, golden chicken drumsticks…

Lynn’s eyes stared at the golden drumsticks, she was really hungry.

“Don’t smell it, the saliva is about to drip into the dish. It really is a little nanny who has never seen the world. It’s the first time I’ve seen these delicacies.” Benson tilted his long legs wrapped in straight trousers and snorted high above.

Lynn raised her head and rolled her eyes in her apricot eyes. Where did she smell it? was she going to eat it? This guy was talking too much.

Finding Neil standing next to him, not sitting down together, Lynn smiled and waved at him.

” Neil, sit down and eat together, there are so many dishes that we can’t finish.”

Joyce said this morning, it was Neil who stood up and proved that Katrina hit her in the head first, and Lynn was very fond of Neil.

Neil was stunned for a moment. Mr. Warner and his wife were eating. How could he sit and eat together?

“No need, young lady, I’ve just eaten enough.”

“Hurry up and sit down together, you didn’t move your forks just now, how can you be full, hurry up, sit here.”

Lynn not only asked Neil to sit down for dinner but also got up and gratefully pulled out a chair for Neil to sit.

This? Flattered, Neil took a careful look at Mr. Warner’s face, dark and tense.

“Sit down.” Benson lifted his icy eyelids.

Neil sat down quickly, his back was hairy, and he didn’t dare to move.

However, the next second, in the plate in front of him, there was a large golden chicken thigh, which Lynn had clipped.

” Neil, you did a good job. Have chicken legs.” Lynn smiled with a spring breeze on her face.

Benson, “…”

This large plate of golden chicken drumsticks was the closest to Benson. When Lynn’s hand stretched out to clamp the drumsticks, he thought she was going to clamp it to him. But after going around it, the drumsticks went to Neil’s place precisely.

In front of him, she was irritating by putting chicken legs on his subordinates.

This?

Neil wanted to be killed in a chicken leg. He had to wonder if the young lady was trying to get along with him on purpose.

“Young lady, I don’t eat chicken legs.”

Neil hurriedly clipped the big drumstick, but only when he clipped it did he realize that it wasn’t even going back, and it wasn’t even clipping it to Benson.

The boss’s black eyes were so cold-blooded that he was going to be cut into thousands of pieces, and he was definitely finished.

Neil couldn’t wait to get up and swear upright that he never got close to the young lady in private.

“Eat it! Neil, isn’t it delicious, then do you want to eat this cod?” Lynn blinked, took a bite of her own chicken thigh, looked at Neil, and was about to pick up the cod.

“No, no need, young lady. I will take what I eat, you should give it to Mr. Warner… young lady, for… why do you care about me.”

You clip Mr. Warner, but Neil dared not say it.

But if he didn’t clarify this misunderstanding today, he might die without a whole body.

“Thank you. Joyce told me this morning. You testified for me in front of Mrs. Tang last night, proving that Katrina threw a stone at me first. Your eyes are so good, I thought no one saw it. This is a big deal, fortunate to have you.”

Lynn found that as soon as she finished speaking, Benson’s handsome face was slightly frightened, cold-blooded, and inhuman, as if she was wrong.

Lynn touched the bridge of her small and straight nose, she couldn’t have said it wrong, absolutely impossible.

Neil suddenly realized, and immediately wanted to explain.

“Young madam, in fact, the credit is not mine at all, it’s Mr. Warner…”

“Eat.” Benson knocked on the table, interrupting coldly.

Neil felt as uncomfortable as a thorn stuck in his throat, young lady, where did I see Miss Black hit you, Mr. Warner told me to say this, you should give Mr. Warner this chicken leg.

Lynn put down the chicken leg she was eating and scolded Neil.

“Why did you interrupt him? It’s overbearing and excessive.”

Benson held his chopsticks vigorously and tapped the lightly crispy plate.

” Lynn, don’t press your luck.”