Charlotte frowned. “Why are you so rude? I just wanted to treat you to a meal to show my gratitude, yet you’re throwing me out?” “My place, my rules,” said Brian. Looking at her dumbfounded expression, North explained with a smile, “This restaurant belongs to Uncle Brian.”
Then, she turned to look at Brian with pursed lips. “What’s so brilliant about owning a restaurant?” After saying that, she snorted proudly and left.
Brian turned to face North. “Why did you tell her that?” “She looks pretty,” replied North. Hearing that, Brian ridiculed. “Judging people by their appearances at such a young age, huh?”
North answered, “Yes. You and that woman are the same-you’re both shallow. Otherwise, why would she have come here to ask for your number?”
Meanwhile, Brian was caught at a loss of words as he burst into laughter. What a way to step on me, kiddo. Not only did he not retort my statement for calling him judgmental, he even accuses me for being shallow! And what’s with him saying that only shallow people are interested in me? Isn’t that just blatantly saying that I only attract superficial people? Bruh. This little brat is too intelligent for his age!
While looking at the kiddo, he chuckled. “Your know what? I’ll just take it that you called me handsome.” North sighed as if he was a decrepit old man. “You always said that a nephew is like his uncle, so I can’t say that you’re ugly, can I?”
At that, Brian could not hold back his laughter. This brat even includes himself when praising me. Then, he mischievously caressed North’s head before heading to the barbecue area.
Meanwhile, Charlotte had just returned to her table when another young woman grabbed her arm. “Char, you really are something. Weren’t you worried that he wouldn’t catch you in time?”
Smiling, Charlotte replied, “I knew he would!” “How did it go? Did you get his number?” After receiving a drink given by another man, she gulped a few mouthfuls before replying, “Nope. That man is a proud one, but I did get his name.” The other young woman hurriedly asked, “What’s his name?”
“Brian Mccarthy.”
The man asked in surprise, “Brian Mccarthy? Isn’t that the owner of this restaurant?” Charlotte answered with a smile, “Yes. He was so bothered by my continuous pestering that he insisted on throwing me out of here.” The young woman asked, “Did he really say that?”
“Yes, but gently!” replied Charlotte. With pursed lips, he argued, “I can never understand what goes on in women’s minds. Do you think a man with such an identity is short of women? Men in high positions are all playboys, while you, young women, only see them for their looks. Just wait until he sleeps with you and discards you like trash. What would you do then?”
The other young woman answered, “Edmund, don’t jinx it. We’re not even at that level yet. Char only asked for his number while the rest is just your imagination.”
Edmund Vinson retorted, “Hey, Melissa. I’m only trying to be nice and give you girls a heads-up. Don’t come crying at me when sh*t happens.”
Rolling her eyes at the two, Charlotte announced, “Are you guys done? I’m leaving.” Melissa Barlow quickly caught up with her and asked, “Char, wait for me. Where are we going?” Without turning around, Charlotte answered, “Back to school.”
Meanwhile, the others had stopped playing when Brian and North returned to their private room. Since they were absent, there seemed to be something off with the atmosphere. Then, North placed a handful of barbecued meat skewers and sausages on the table. “Mommy, try this. It’s delicious.”
Olivia was shocked when she saw that. “Your restaurant serves barbecue too?” After sitting down, Brian responded, “It’s located at the buffet downstairs and is open to the public.”
