Chapter 3176: Chapter 3265: Choosing Whose Side to Sit On

"Seven people." Enna Clark pointed to the table that was just vacated and asked, "Is this table reserved? Can we sit here?"

The waiter snapped back to reality, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, "No one has reserved it, you can sit wherever you want."

"Let’s sit down." Enna Clark found a seat and took it, pulling out the chair next to her, "Baron Lawrence, sit next to me."

She didn’t even need to say it; that’s what someone had planned all along!

He dominantly took the seat to her left.

Scott Harris and Joanne Harrison sat opposite, leaving the spot to Enna Clark’s right as the focus of attention. Bobby was the first to pull out the chair, while Gigi spoke up earlier, "I want to sit next to Mummy~"

Bobby glanced at her and, contrary to Enna Clark’s expectations of some playful spat, graciously moved aside, "Alright, you can sit."

"Thank you, Brubby! You’re the best~" The little one was great at sweet-talking, her mouth pouring out sweetness without constraint, completely forgetting the previous tense standoff with her Brubby.

Bobby blocked her path with his arm before she could reach the bench, "Wait a minute."

The little girl halted in confusion, looking at him, "Brubby?"

"Before you sit down next to the woman, let’s agree first: if you sit there, then I will sit next to you. That way, you can’t sit next to Paris Arden-Nicholson. Think it over." Bobby tossed the little one a dilemma akin to choosing between saving your mom or boyfriend from drowning.

The little one was indeed torn, her bun face scrunched up, "Why does Brubby want to sit next to me?"

Why indeed?

Bobby found his temples pounding at her question, shooting daggers at the slow Paris Arden-Nicholson, then stared expressionlessly at the little girl growing up in her own world, "What do you think? Because I’m your big brother! I want to sit next to you. Got a problem with that?"

The little one, who had been on the receiving end of his teasing from a young age, had keen sense. Seeing her Brubby angry, she pouted her lips regretfully, looked at Paris Arden-Nicholson, then at Enna Clark, and made a difficult decision, "Okay. I want to sit with Mummy."

"Hm! That’s more like it!" For the first time, Bobby was free of a clingy leg accessory, feeling cheery, and like the Queen Mother separating the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, pulled out his chair and sat in between, isolating the two, "Order food, let’s order food~"

Paris Arden-Nicholson ignored his provocation, or rather, entirely missed the fact that he was being provoked, and naturally sat in the seat next to Bobby.

Now the seating was settled. Enna Clark ordered the meal early, and the waiter took the menu away, brought them drinks, and left.

Soon, the table was filled with dishes.

All were spicy and tangy flavors, and Paris Arden-Nicholson waited and waited, but even as the last dish came out, he still hadn’t seen what he wanted, disappointedly putting down his chopsticks and asking hopefully, "Sister Enna, is there nothing else?"

"I ordered some brown sugar pancakes for you, they’ll come out a bit later." Enna Clark looked at the table full of red dishes, her appetite piqued.

She picked the spiciest-looking dish, savoring it with a delighted expression, then took a few more bites, seeming to thoroughly enjoy it. She even shared a bite with the person next to her, "Baron Lawrence, try this, it’s really good. No wonder Assistant Terrence recommended this place."

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