Trapped with a Lawyer

Chapter 205 We Will Eat Millet Congee

Crap! Willa realized she had made a mistake. "I'm sorry, Mr. Shao. For my father's sake, please forgive

me." She pleaded.

Samuel side-stepped Willa, walked towards the Maserati, hand in hand with Ella, and opened the

passenger's door. A strong smell of perfume emanated from the car.

Lips pursed, she said, "No, the seat is tarnished. I'm not getting in ever again."

"No problem. Bring the Audi to us Yang." Samuel would do whatever it took to please her, without

hesitation.

After Yang left, Samuel called Molly.

Molly had been hiding behind a car since Ella arrived. She didn't dare to show up since it was she who

asked Ella out for dinner. She didn't anticipate that this would happen.

Her phone rung and Molly nudged out of the hiding space, holding her phone.

"Hi, Mr. Shao, Ella."

At the sight of her, Samuel hung up.

"Get rid of this car tomorrow, Molly. The newly-lauched Lamborghini SUV seems to be a better

alternative."

Samuel's willingness to spend lavishly on a car, startled the three women. Molly stammered, "The car...

How... How do I deal with the car, sir? Sell it, Or...?"

His casual response seemed like he was dumping a worn-out bike. "The car has been tainted. Sell it!"

Willa stood still, face livid.

After saying goodbye, she took her leave with no comment.

Ella swatted away Samuel's hand that was on her shoulder and ran to hold Molly's arm. "Molly, I'm

starving. Let's grab something to eat."

"Uh..." Molly who had wanted to make a phone call felt unsure when she saw Samuel rubbing his

forehead.

He looked up and smiled to Ella. "What do you want to eat, honey? I'll treat you."

Hearing this, Molly wanted to leave. She had no desire to be a part of their date.

So she shook her head and pushed Ella away. "I've got an urgent matter to attend to. I'll see you later."

With that, she ran away on her 5cm high heels.

"Molly! Where are you going?" Ella was so upset.

Samuel put his arm around her waist again, and meanwhile, an Audi A8 stopped in front of them.

Samuel opened the back seat door and gently nudged Ella in. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

After he got in the car, he asked again, "What do you want to eat?" Samuel noticed that Ella was

shivering and her hands were cold, and asked Yang to switch on the heating.

"I'm angry. I don't want to eat anything." She withdrew her hands, gazing out of the window.

His warm palms enveloped her little hands again and he said, "Alright. I'll call the shot, if you don't

mind."

"Be my guest."

"Yang, find us a congee shop. We will eat millet congee."

Ella turned around doubtfully, eyes wide open, and snarled, "You know I hate congee. Are you trying to

piss me off? Wait a moment, are you conspiring to take my money?"

Samuel knew how much savings she had.

It was a drop in the ocean for him.

"Your money is not needed for tonight's dinner."

Ella hit him on the shoulder.

"Stay away! Don't talk to me you."

When they heard laughter coming from the front seat, Ella remembered Yang was there and blushed.

Samuel, however, didn't mind and continued, "What would you like to eat, honey?"

"You!" She evasively said.

Samuel immediately and sat straight. "Yang, drive back to the villa, please."

He loved how she teased him.

Aware of the hidden meaning of what she had just said, Ella was too ashamed to look up.

He was so sly.

Ella stopped Yang at once, "Don't listen to him. We're going to eat at the hotpot. Take us there please."

Yang nodded.

"I thought you are going to eat me? I'm ready to be your prey." As he whispered in her ear, the warm air

touched her nerves, and she leaned back unwittingly.

She tried to keep herself cool and said, "Whatever! I'm going to ask Lola and Daisy out for a meal. It's

sad to wait for your husband for two hours, only to catch him hanging out with other sluts."

She regretted not walking to his office where it was warmer.

Hearing this, Samuel held her in his arms and said, "Come straight to my office next time. It's always

open for you."

Ella snorted, "There won't be a next time."

Her anger hadn't abated yet. Had she not bumped into them, Samuel could have been in an awkward

situation with that woman.

On hearing that she wouldn't come by next time, he threatened, "Take back your words, otherwise,

tonight..."

"Samuel!" Blushing, she paused.

"Take them back!" Samuel squinted at the stubborn woman complacently. He was fond of finding ways

to make her squirm.

"No way!" Ella lowered her head without looking at Samuel.

As Samuel moved closer to her, Ella sat up straight and stammered, "All right. You win! I take them

back!" But that wasn't what she was thinking.

At the hotpot resturant.

When Lola told her that Harry couldn't taste pepper, Ella decided to test Samuel. He could eat it but

she wondered how much heat he could take.

She displayed a wicked smile and ordered a pot of super spicy soup.

"Wait a minute." Samuel covered the menu with his hand.