His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1086: Don’t Hang Out with Scumbags_1

Chapter 1086: Chapter 1086: Don’t Hang Out with Scumbags_1

Chapter 1086

She fluttered her eyes and said: "Take your time checking out the pretty girls. Don’t worry about me."

"We are," both they replied almost in sync, their gaze fixed on her face.

Chloe Collins: "..."

Maybe focus on the food for now.

She was about to bow down and continue eating when she sensed that the people around them were all watching their table.

She lifted her head and, following the wandering gaze of a nearby table, looked towards the attractive girl.

The woman was staring at them - her hands gripping her cell phone, her eyes wide open, seemingly in a trance.

After a while, a friend of hers called out to her, she slowly regained her composure, smiled at the waiter who was handing her a pack of kebabs and said: "I’ve decided to eat here, no need for packing."

Having said that, she once again turned to look at their table.

Her gaze eventually landed on Alexander Foster’s face.

Without blinking, she walked over to their table and sat down opposite them, her eyes fixed on Alexander Foster unwaveringly, not uttering a word.

The whispers of the bystanders reached her ears—

"Look, Mane York is gawking at that man. Look at her stare! Can even a beauty become smitten?"

"Ah, yeah, she’s really staring, but it’s probably not smitten, she seems to recognize him from somewhere."

"Really? Who would stare at an acquaintance like that? Look at that man, he’s so handsome, it’s normal if Mane York is smitten."

"Did you guys only just notice? I’ve been paying attention since these three walked in, they’ve raised the average attractiveness of this place, handsome men and women."

"Hey, do you guys think Mane York is prettier, or is that woman prettier?"

"That woman...Hold on, she seems a bit familiar to me?"

"When did you ever start caring about how a beauty looks like? Tsk."

The low hum of chattering was faint, but to Chloe Collins, it was clear.

She heard every single word.

She instinctively glanced at Mane York again, and sure enough, she was still gazing at Alexander Foster, not even listening to her friend’s words.

Collins turned her head towards Alexander Foster, asking: "Do you know her?"

"Hmm?"

Upon hearing her question, Alexander Foster followed her gaze.

With that, Mane York finally averted her gaze; however, she still threw occasional glances their way.

"I don’t know her." Alexander Foster replied frankly, his expression unmoved.

Milton White melancholically added: "Eleven, he started traveling the world when he was twelve, he has love debts everywhere."

Alexander Foster’s lips twitched subtly, his brow furrowed: "A love debt? Did you see such a thing?"

Milton White didn’t look at him; he simply said to Chloe Collins: "Eleven, listen to your senior brother, don’t mingle with scumbags."

While saying this, he handed Chloe Collins a skewer of meat.

Chloe Collins blinked her eyes curiously, "Tell me, how many women has he deceived?"

Her tone was purely teasing.

"Lost count." Milton White’s face broke into a faint smile.

Chloe Collins immediately thought about Sherry Sullivan, nodding her head, she said: "Makes sense."

Alexander Foster took a sip of water and said, "Don’t listen to his nonsense."

With the arrival of Mane York, the shop quickly attracted even more people. Within no time, there was not a single seat vacant. Even the public dining area that was nearer to them was filled to the brim.

It was still the summer and the room was quickly becoming unpleasant due to the scent of sweat. Chloe Collins couldn’t stand such smells and decided to leave shortly after.

No matter how tasty a skewer of meat, it was no match for the attack of a variety of sour sweat odor.

Once they left the canteen, the trio wandered for a while before deciding to return.

During the time it took to retrieve the car, Chloe Collins noticed ruckus not too far away, the girl named Mane York seemed to have followed them over.