My Supermodel Wife

Chapter 740 - Coincidence Or Not?

Jean couldn't help laughing. "Is this the gift you prepared?"

When Lilia was seriously thinking, her index finger wobbled. "No, there's something more interesting!"

The two of them looked at each other while smiling, in a warm and sweet atmosphere, they immediately ordered food.

When the maid walked out of the room, Jean's entire figure came into view.

Geez, my husband is too handsome!

How cool he is!

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But… Lilia feels like she's gotten a little fat lately!

The skirt she was wearing definitely had a little belly there!

In about twenty minutes, all the dishes were ready.

As soon as Lilia picked up a spoon and fork to eat an appetizer, the door outside the room was knocked.

She thought it was a waiter, so she put the cutlery on the plate and said, "Please come in."

The door opened, and a figure appeared hastily, saying. "Mr. Alfred, I'm really sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road!"

Lilia was a little surprised. "Rachel?"

The person who entered the door was definitely Rachel.

She looked very worried, with a fine sweat still hanging from the edge of her forehead. Standing by the door looking at Lilia and Jean inside, her expression was stunned.

After a long time, she finally asked in surprise, "Lilia, why are you here?"

She hurriedly took out her cell phone from her pocket and wanted to confirm the name of the room she was looking for again.

At the same time, the door to the opposite room opened, and a low, displeased voice came, "Miss Rachel, I am here."

Rachel turned around in a panic, and this gave Lilia a clear look. Alfred sat steadily at the table.

What?!

When Lilia's gaze crossed his, she immediately looked away, but she couldn't calm down.

Rachel is about to meet Alfred?!

At this time, Rachel raised her eyes and scanned the names of the rooms on both sides, then looked at the cell phone screen.

The room Lilia was in was the Venetian Room.

Alfred's room is the Milan one.

The message she received on her cell phone was clear: Venice Room at Osteria, an Italian restaurant.

Rachel stood awkwardly in her place, unconsciously squeezing the bag in her arms.

Worried that she might reveal a clue, she lowered her head and put her phone back in her bag.

"Lilia, sorry! I opened the wrong room!"

Rachel took the initiative to speak, smiled and apologized.

She pursed her lips, and then explained, "I'm here to send documents to Mr. Alfred. He is an important customer of our company."

Rachel doesn't understand the kind of attachment between Alfred and Lilia.

However, she still had the impression that they had unsettled issues.

No matter what the real name of the room she was supposed to visit, she couldn't say much now.

Since she was currently representing her company, with the company's interests behind her, she didn't want to trouble Alan.

At this time, Lilia heard Rachel's explanation, narrowed her gaze to check and smiled. "Then, let's get together when you have time!"

Rachel nodded hastily and walked out of the room. Looking back at her, she didn't say anything.

The door to the room closed again.

But Lilia has no appetite anymore!

She faintly looked to the opposite side, stabbed the plate in front of her with a fork, then sighed and shook her head. "To my surprise, Surabaya is so small..."

Today's dinner, Lilia eats in a daze.

Jean added a slice of potato to her dinner plate and said, "Eat a lot."

After hearing his voice, she reluctantly smiled, and put down the spoon and fork after eating a few more bites.

Her elbows were supported on the edge of the table, and she leaned forward slightly. "Alan and Alfred are working together, huh?"

The man looked at her without hiding. "Well, all the Galaxy Real Estate advertising and promotion plans were made by Alan's company."

Lilia was a little frightened, but only muttered, "No wonder…"

After eating, she paid the bill.

When she and Jean walked out of the room, they glanced at the Milan room.

The door is still closed, maybe they're still talking about a lot of things.

Lilia took her mask, covering her face tightly while lowering her head and left the restaurant.

It was very dark, it's almost eight in the evening.

Only the lights in front of the Italian restaurant were shining brightly.

The restaurant staff enthusiastically said goodbye behind them, and as they walked out the door, a figure standing in the cold night wandering around constantly appeared.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the other party hurriedly turned around, and looked at Lilia, as if she was relieved.

"Lilia!"

Rachel never left, but waited for her on the cold night outside the restaurant.

She didn't want Lilia to misunderstand a few things, and it would be better to say it in person.

Lilia saw her and was surprised. She glanced at Jean and listened to him say, "I'll wait for you in the car. Don't talk too long, the wind's cold tonight."

She nodded and saw the man walking toward the parking lot. Then she looked back at Rachel. "Why are you standing outside, aren't you cold?"

Rachel walked over quickly, looked around, and sighed softly. "I'm not cold, I'm afraid you will misunderstand, so I wanted to explain it to you."

"Afraid I might misunderstand what?" Lilia smiled, her eyes shining brightly, with no difference in her face.

Rachel looked around, as if very alert, then hooked her arms and walked to the corner of the restaurant. "Lilia, I ... I didn't mean to open your room on purpose, take a look at this."

She read the text message from her cell phone. After Lilia saw it, she explained in a low voice, "This is a message sent to me by Alfred's bodyguard. She told me to go to the Venetian room, so..."

Lilia clearly saw the contents of the message, a trace of chill crossing her cheeks.

It seems it's no coincidence that she met Alfred many times today.

Seeing her not speaking, Rachel didn't know what was in her heart. "Lilia, I'm just an employee and I can't do much. I only gave the planning documents I brought to Alfred on behalf of my company. I have no other intention."

Apart from the relationship between her and Alan, as Lilia's best friend, there was no way she would betray her.

If it weren't for Lilia, she would be living in the streets of Milan.

She wouldn't do such ungrateful things!

Lilia listened to Rachel's tone that sounded so eager to explain everything, and for a moment, she laughed blankly. "Take it easy, don't be too nervous."

Rachel opened her mouth, feeling slightly embarrassed. "I'm just afraid you might misunderstand…"

"You're not wrong. As you said, you were just doing your job. As for entering the wrong room today, perhaps that bodyguard sent you the wrong message. It's okay, don't think too much about it!"