Chapter 785 A Treat To Dinner (Part Two)

"It's alright if you are busy tonight. We can do this another day," Francis said in a disappointed tone, "I will be on a business trip for a couple of days, so I wanted to treat you to a meal before leaving."

Violet thought for a moment, and then said, "I'm not sure if I am free tonight. I'll check my schedule and let you know later?"

"Okay!" Francis replied immediately. Although he couldn't wait to see Violet, he had no intention to push her. He wouldn't even sulk if she refused his offer. After all, she was married to Greg.

"If I am free tonight, where would we be going?" Violet asked.

"Well..." Francis' mind raced, trying to remember different places, and chose one quickly. "How about we go to the Cantonese restaurant in the South District? I have been there several times. The food is good," he proposed.

"Oh, good. I'll call you if I can go with you," Violet said.

Francis immediately said, "Please don't call. I'll be in a meeting. You can text me. If you are coming, then let's meet at 7:00 in the evening. I will wait for you at the restaurant."

"Okay," Violet said and hung up.

She held her cell phone with a wistful look. Soon after, she made a call to her husband.

Greg answered swiftly.

"Violet, what's up?" Greg asked in a concerned voice. He had taken her over to the Chu family's villa this morning and she was calling him at this unusual hour, which she normally wouldn't. He became anxious wondering if something had happened to her.

"Is this a convenient time for you to talk?" Violet asked. She didn't want to disturb him if he was working.

"I'm not busy. I

Jean Wen sacrificed herself for family interests. Before her husband divorced her, she made every effort to please him.

"You are inexperienced in bed," he said coldly.

"You! Give that land to my family, or I won't agree to divorce," Jean replied furiously.

"Fine. It is exactly what I am thinking about," he sneered.

before asking, "Where is my cousin?"

"Mr. Francis is in a meeting," the assistant answered deferentially.

"When is the meeting getting over?" Cassie asked. She waited patiently for his answer.

"It will perhaps take another half an hour," the assistant replied. He wasn't sure how long the meeting was going to last.

To his surprise, Cassie didn't snap at him. She said bossily, "I see. I will wait here till he's done. I need a cup of coffee with less sugar."

"Okay, Miss Cassie. This way, please," the assistant showed her into Francis' office.

Cassie entered the office without even glancing at the assistant.

Cassie sat on the couch idly. She looked around the empty office, trying to find something other than books and profiles. Besides, the walls were painted dark grey. She felt dull and moody.

As she sat wondering what she could do to pass the time, she heard Francis' phone vibrating on the desk.

She looked towards the direction of the noise. 'Francis forgot to take his phone for the meeting. Looks like he's got a message, ' she assumed.