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Chapter 322
Chapter 322
Chapter 322
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Kendrick started to act cute, like a cat.
Cynthia always had a bit more patience for attractive people and things. Moreaver, Kendrick was her cousin, so she agreed.
“I can only talk to him. If he refuses to delete it, we can’t force him,” Cynthia informed Kendrick
Kendrick nodded in agreement.
In his view, Joshua’s reactions throughout the day had already made his feelings for Cynthia quite obvious.
If Cynthia asked for it, he would definitely delete it!
Cynthia frowned. Then, after careful consideration, she turned to face Joshua, contemplating how to approach the topic
Joshua noticed that she had something on her mind and asked, “What’s the matter?”
“There’s something,” Cynthia began.
“Tell me.”
Joshua exuded a detached aura, but he was clearly looking at Cynthia with affection.
Cynthia did not shy away from his gaze and went straight to the point, “Can you please delete the surveillance footage from last night?”
Upon hearing her request, Joshua’s gaze instinctively fell on Kendrick
Kendrick maintained a calm and composed facade, but inside, his imagination was going wild!
What did that look from Joshua mean?
Could it be that he was considering using this incident to his advantage against Cynthia?
Should he agree if Joshua used it as a threat?
The moment such thoughts emerged, Kendrick decided he would not agree to Joshua’s request!
Whether it was Joshua or Cynthia, neither of them had a clue that Kendrick’s mind had already tumed the situation into an entire soap opera within those short seconds.
“Sure.” Joshua’s deep voice sounded alluring, but his gaze locked onto Cynthia as he added, “But I have a request.”
Kendrick was alarmed!
As expected!
Cynthia sensed Kendrick’s emotions, but she did not bother to figure out why he seemed startled. Instead, she simply spoke calmly to Jushua, “Gu ahead.”
“Let’s have dinner,” Joshua said simply.
He had not forgotten Kendrick’s reaction when he asked if they had eaten dinner.
He had been silent before because he was thinking of having Voel prepare dinner for Cynthia when she left. After all, he knew she would not cat if he asked her to stay for dinner.
Now was the opportunity to make her eat, Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.
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Before Cynthia could respond, Kendrick chimed in with a surprised tone. “Diater?”
“Let’s!” Kendrick promptly agreed.
Just as Cynthia was about to tug at him, Kendrick continued, his expression relaxed, “As long as Mr. Neal can delete last night’s surveillance footage, we can even stay here for the night, let alone dinner.”
“Kendrick,” Cynthia called his name.
Kendrick’s expression froze as if someone had pressed the pause button.
Oh, my goodness.
What did he just say?
“Just kidding. Mr. Neal. Don’t take it seriously,” Kendrick quickly added.
Joshua hummed in reply, then pulled out his phone to call Yoel, asking him to bring up the food.
Within a few minutes, Yoel arrived with the food.
As the dishes were served on the table, Joshua placed a bowl of pasta in front of Cynthia and casually remarked, “This is softer as it’s overcooked pasta; Mr. Yates might not like it.”
Kendrick froze, looking at Joshua with surprise,
Cynthia was not a picky eater; it was a known fact among everyone. However, there was one thing only Kendrick knew, something Jonathan and Shirley were only aware of after he told them.
That was Cynthia’s preference for overcooked pasta.