Chapter 37

“You are sensible,” Monique harrumphed. She too was hungry. It would be a waste if she did not enjoy such a treat from this rich man. Monique had finally come to realize that a meal was so trivial to him compared to the big pile of clothes he bought. There was a high-class restaurant right opposite the supermarket. It was the restaurant they went to the last time. The high tea here was truly delicious. Two beautiful waitresses were wiping the table close to the door in the restaurant while chatting softly. “Why do we have such a tough life wiping tables everyday. When will we be freed from this life?” Waitress A frowned, feeling very furious. “You will be freed if you dated a rich man,” teased Waitress B. It was not easy for waitresses like them to date a rich man. “That’s true. Do you remember the lady who brought a kid along, looking shabby yet dated the Young Master Moore? I guess she must be a mistress.” Waiter A was spirited up as she started gossiping. “Even such a