Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 136: Chance Encounter [Seeking Monthly Votes Twice]

Chapter 136: Chapter 136: Chance Encounter [Seeking Monthly Votes Twice]

Yusuf Zuck arrived at the restaurant with Jerome Hart and Paisley Kirk ahead of time. It was Jerome Hart’s job to order, and Yusuf Zuck wasn’t short of money, so he didn’t mind however Jerome chose to order.

While Jerome was busy ordering, the young nurse, Paisley Kirk, fluttered her large eyes and asked, "Big Brother Yusuf, is it your girlfriend who’s coming?"

Yusuf chuckled and shook his head, "No, just a common friend."

"Oh," Paisley seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and gave a wistful smile, "Do you have a girlfriend then?"

"I do," Yusuf smiled back and looked at Paisley, who appeared young and immature like a middle schooler, "Are you really eighteen? You don’t look it!"

"I’m fully eighteen years old, it’s just that I look a bit younger and fresher," Paisley responded proudly.

"Hmm, eighteen is good, an eighteen-year-old girl is like a blooming flower," Yusuf nodded repeatedly. Although this girl claimed to be eighteen, she didn’t look it at all; she was petite and delicate, like a flower yet to fully bloom.

Blushing at Yusuf’s compliment that she was a flower, Paisley asked, "And how old are you?"

"In my twenties," Yusuf sighed.

"How far into your twenties?" Paisley pressed on.

"Guess!" Yusuf teased her.

Paisley thought for a moment, "You don’t look old, but you seem mature and stable; it’s hard to guess..."

"What are you guessing about?" At that moment, Jerome returned.

"Big Brother Yusuf wants me to guess his age!" Paisley replied.

"He’s just a little over twenty, but his mind is definitely over forty-five. He’s an old fox, so you better keep your distance, Miss Paisley. His nickname is the slayer of girls, young women, and mature ladies—this guy’s bad news," Jerome said.

"Can we be serious, please?" Yusuf gave Jerome a look, caught between laughter and frustration.

Paisley bowed her head, suppressing her laughter.

"By the way, Yusuf, how is Ruth doing? Should we invite her to join us for a meal? And the car you drove, is it the company’s or your own?" Jerome suddenly remembered Ruth Wilcox and thought that since he was in Beijing, he should meet up with her.

"She’s been transferred back to the United States. The car is my own," Yusuf answered.

"Ah... um... when did that happen?" Jerome was surprised.

"Just a few days ago," Yusuf replied.

"Oh, so what about you? Are you still driving for the new boss, or..." Jerome was a bit confused, wondering how Ruth could just up and leave like that.

"I don’t have time to serve the new boss right now, I’m starting a business," Yusuf answered with a smile.

"Starting a business? Doing what?" Jerome and Paisley both looked at Yusuf in surprise.

"Hold on, I’ve run into someone familiar..." Just then, as Yusuf was about to answer Jerome’s question, he caught sight of a familiar face at a distant table, Ainsley McCann, the Mongolian flight attendant.

She was sitting with another girl and a guy, chatting and laughing as they ate.

Yusuf stood up; Ainsley McCann, this flight attendant, could be considered his benefactor, as it was she who had connected him with an opportunity that enabled him to make three million all at once. Back in Zhonghai, Yusuf had wanted to treat her to a meal to show his gratitude but never got the chance (Due to the restriction on using real place names, Shanghai is referred to as Zhonghai).

Yusuf walked over to Ainsley, and the man sitting directly opposite him also caught sight of Yusuf and looked confused.

When Ainsley and the other girl noticed the man looking behind them, they too turned around, curious.

"Ah!" Ainsley McCann stood up in surprise upon seeing Yusuf Zuck.

"Beauty, long time no see," Yusuf Zuck said with a smile.

Ainsley McCann smiled and said, "I thought you had forgotten about me. What brings you here? Are you also here for dinner?"

"Yeah, just hanging out with a few friends," Yusuf Zuck replied, nodding in the direction of Jerome Hart and Paisley Kirk.

"Cool, I’ll join you for a few drinks in a bit. And now that I’ve caught you today, don’t even think about running away," said Ainsley McCann, who was as straightforward and generous as ever, and enjoyed cracking jokes.

"I’m not running away. Here I am, coming over on my own initiative. You guys eat slowly; I’ll head back first," Yusuf Zuck nodded to the man and woman, then turned and left.

Ainsley McCann also sat back down and began to whisper to the woman beside her.

When Yusuf Zuck returned to his own table, Jerome Hart squinted mischievously and said, "Yusuf Zuck, I’ve noticed you’ve been quite lucky with the ladies recently, every girl you meet is stunningly beautiful. Those two just now were gorgeous. Why didn’t you introduce them to me?"

Yusuf Zuck shook his head and said, "I only know one of them."

"What does she do?" Jerome Hart asked further.

"Flight attendant."

"Wow, no wonder," Jerome Hart exclaimed in admiration, noting that the two beauties were tall with nice figures—now it made sense they were flight attendants.

As they were speaking, Ember Vance appeared at the stairway entrance, dressed in casual clothes—a floral shirt, tight jeans, flat trainers, and carrying a shoulder bag.

As soon as she walked in, many in the restaurant couldn’t help but glance at her. Her tall stature, curvaceous figure, and ample chest, coupled with the tight jeans she wore, made her exceptionally stylish and charming.

Jerome Hart also looked at her with shining eyes. Everyone loves to look at a beautiful woman, and he was no exception.

After Ember Vance came up, she glanced around and saw Yusuf Zuck with Jerome Hart and Paisley Kirk. She was slightly taken aback when she saw Paisley Kirk, but quickly resumed her usual smile and walked over to them.

"Holy shit, Yusuf Zuck, is this the officer you were talking about? You really are on a roll with the ladies..." Jerome Hart muttered under his breath.

Yusuf Zuck stood up and pulled out the chair next to him, "Sit next to me."

"Okay," Ember Vance responded softly and then sat down beside Yusuf Zuck.

Yusuf Zuck then introduced the others, "This is Jerome Hart, a good buddy of mine from Jiangxi’s Jiujiang. He’s planning to open a clinic in the capital, a practitioner of both Chinese and Western medicine."

"Hello, beautiful," Jerome Hart stood up, transformed back into his polite and gentlemanly self, and extended his hand graciously.

Ember Vance also stood up and shook his hand gently, "Ember Vance."

"This is Paisley Kirk, a nurse at Ditan Hospital," Yusuf Zuck continued the introductions.

"Hello, Ember, my name is Paisley Kirk," the nurse also rose immediately and greeted Ember Vance with grace and politeness.

At that moment, Ember Vance had a moment of realization—Yusuf Zuck’s two friends were a doctor and a nurse. The nurse, too, was pleasing to the eye, fresh and youthful, almost like a middle school student.

"Hm? What happened to your hand? The other day when you touched... How did you get injured?" Ember Vance suddenly noticed the bandage wrapped around Yusuf Zuck’s right hand as she sat down, raising her eyebrows in shock. Who had beaten up this bad guy? Of course, she almost let it slip, turning bright red.

When Yusuf Zuck heard Ember Vance’s words, he almost couldn’t help laughing. Ember Vance wanted to say your hand wasn’t injured when you touched me, so how did it get injured now?

Yusuf Zuck winked at her and whispered, "It’s nothing serious, just a minor skin injury, don’t worry."

Seeing Yusuf Zuck wink at her, Ember Vance’s heart suddenly began to thump wildly, and she couldn’t even bring herself to look at Yusuf Zuck.