Better Life Without You. novel Chapter 91

Daniel was startled, To the dining hall?

Was he serious?

He had never been to a restaurant before.

This is... What's going on?

After William Walton finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the door.

Daniel quickly followed: "Mr. Walton, at this time, there must be a lot of people in the dining hall, should I call ahead of time and let them clean up?"

"We're all employees, why did they have to clear the area? Other people also have the right to eat. Alright, come with me."

Daniel quickly kept quiet.

When William Walton appeared in the employee cafeteria, it was as if the restaurant was suddenly tranquilized.

The restless crowd stopped.

They had been chatting excitedly, now they stopped.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, who was at the door.

William Walton's gaze swept across the few hundred square meters of the dining hall and instantly found that beautiful woman.

He curled his lips and said in a low voice, "Let everyone eat their food. Don't bother with me."

Daniel immediately said, "Everyone, please continue eating."

Under hundreds of gazes, William Walton walked towards the table where Zoe and Laura Green were at.

Zoe stood up and looked at William Walton: "Mr. Walton."

She could only stand up, and respectfully bow to him: "Mr. Walton."

"Mn," He looked at Zoe: "Move one of your seats inside."

Zoe immediately moved and sat down opposite of her. With a smile, he said, "Sit."

The two of them sat down together. William Walton said to Daniel: "Go and get some food."

"Oh ...Oh, okay." Daniel shifted his gaze from Laura's face.

When he first saw her, he was truly stupefied.

Since when did Miss Green come to work at the company?

Could it be that Mr. Walton's recent strangeness was because of her?

Hmm, it's true.

Mr. Walton's change started after he was asked to investigate Laura.

William Walton hugged his chest, and stared at Laura for three seconds before he shifted his gaze away and looked at Zoe: "I heard that the taste of the dishes in the dining hall is good?"

Zoe said anxiously, "Yes, Mr. Walton. Not only are their tastes good, but there are also a lot of types."

"Mm, that's good."

From the onlookers' perspective, the two were chatting because William Walton knew Zoe.

Some people were even discussing, wondering if Mr. Walton had taken a fancy to Zoe.

However, Zoe did not look that good. Could it be that Mr. Walton has a unique eye?

No matter what, the restaurant at noon was quieter than ever before.

Daniel brought over the food and placed it in front of William Walton.

"Mr. Walton, take a look, is there anything here that suits your taste?"

"Everything is fine, you take a seat too."

Daniel hesitated, but just as he was about to sit beside Laura Green.

William Walton leaned towards him: "Who asked you to sit there?"

Seeing that, Zoe patted her other side of the seat: "Daniel, sit here, I'll help you clean up."

Daniel immediately moved over.

This Mr. Walton was simply too frightening.

Laura lowered her head to eat.

She was extremely depressed in her heart.

This William Walton, exactly why did he come here? It was too exaggerating.

She treated William Walton as air and didn't even spare him a glance.

William Walton endured his laughter. He knew that it was because of her guilt.

After all, there were so many people here.

She deserved it. Who told her to hang up on him?

This is punishment.

William Walton picked up his chopsticks and started to eat.

It was dangerous, she had to flee.

There were only three people left on the table.

William Walton asked: Is there anyone who has been harassing her for the past few days?

Zoe knew that these words were asking her, "Mr. Walton, don't worry. A week ago, I arranged for Jerry to go on a business trip and he just returned today."

"Very good. If someone else comes near her, report to me."

"Yes."

When she got home from work in the evening, she hummed a tune and entered the kitchen.

However, when she thought that she would eat alone tonight, her expression dimmed a bit.

It was ... It's a little lonely.

She turned and walked out of the kitchen, pulled out her cell phone, and ordered takeout.

Tonight, she was going to free her hands and eat takeaway food.

At nine o'clock in the evening, she laid downs. Just as she was about to go to bed, she suddenly felt a pain in her stomach.

She rubbed her stomach, still feeling uncomfortable.

She ran to the bathroom and vomited.

After that, she felt dizzy and her chest felt stuffy.

She found her medicine chest, took out her laxatives and took two.

The symptoms did not ease.

At ten o'clock, her cell phone rang.

She feebly turned around and picked up the phone. "Hello?"

On the other side of the phone, William Walton heard that something was wrong and frowned, "Are you asleep?"

"No...Not yet."

"Why your voice is so strange?"

"Nothing, I'm just a little tired and just about to go to sleep."

When she finished, nausea rose in her mouth again.

She hung up and ran to the bathroom so he wouldn't notice.