Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 232

Abigail rolled her eyes. “Such a pain.”

Leonardo asked, “What did you say?”

Abigail replied, “If you don’t want to eat, please leave. Don’t ruin our meal.”

“Well, if you want me to leave, then I’ll leave. Who wants to eat with you anyway?” Once Leonardo left, he started to regret his decision. Was he a fool to just leave because someone told him to?

With nowhere to go, he had no choice but to head to the smoking area. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Leo?”

Hearing his name, Leonardo immediately turned around. What a day! Even Cameron Reese was at Rosenberg’s restaurant.

“Is that really you? When did you start liking Rosenberg food?” Cameron approached him and asked, “Did you get a new girlfriend who’s from Rosenberg?”

Leonardo was still upset. “What new girlfriend? I just took a wrong turn. What about you? Why are you here?”

Cameron lit a cigarette and said, “The boss of a project I’m working on is from Rosenberg. He likes strong flavors and doesn’t fancy other high–end places. He prefers places like this.”

“Cameron, this place isn’t cheap,” Leonardo retorted, feeling that Cameron’s comment was somewhat discriminatory.

The minimum charge here was in the thousands, and many people couldn’t afford it. Cameron’s statement that this place was for the poor seemed quite prejudiced.

Cameron scoffed, “Who cares about the price? I’m talking about their taste. Even if Rosenberg people are rich, it doesn’t change their taste.”

Leonardo had just found out that Marcus’s wife was from Rosenberg, and now Cameron was saying such things. He turned around nervously, fearing that Marcus might be behind them. “Cameron, let’s not make such discriminatory comments.”

Cameron replied dismissively, “What’s there to be afraid of?”

Leonardo countered, “The economy in Riverton is more developed not because we work harder but due to geographical location. The poor economy in Rosenberg is also due to location, not because the people there aren’t hardworking. They’re even more resilient than us in Riverton.”

Cameron asked, “What’s wrong with you? Why do you always stand up for others?”

Leonardo retorted, “What’s wrong is your attitude. You’re doing business with them on one hand and looking down on their background. on the other. How is that any different from being ungrateful?”

Cameron’s face turned sour. “What do you know? You’ve never seen the dark side of business, and yet you’re criticizing me.”

“Mr. Wilson may not understand business, but he understands humanity better than you. If Mr. Reese looks down on us Rosenberg people so much, there’s no need to do business with us.” The speaker was a tall, thin man in his forties who looked very energetic.

Cameron sneered, “Mr. Rosso, if you don’t do business with me, do you think anyone in Riverton would dare to do business with you? The four big families in Riverton are the same. Marcus, the president of

the Hartley Group, is even my good friend.”

“Hmph.” Mr. Rosso didn’t say a word, turned around and went back to his booth, called his buddies, and then ordered the staff to find them a random table in the hall. He ordered food again and started eating, not caring about Cameron’s feelings at all.

Cameron’s face turned purple with rage. “You’re impossible to please. I bet you won’t be able to survive in Riverton.”

As a witness, Leonardo was worried that Cameron would blame him for this, so he quietly returned to the booth where Marcus, Cornelia, and the others were while Cameron was dealing with his staff.

After closing the door, he peeked out through a small crack to make sure no one was following him before he felt at ease.

Marcus saw his weird behavior and asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

Abigail mocked, “He needs a reason to come back, right?”