To Be Yours Again novel (Jenny and Alex) novel Chapter 264

Chapter 264 Can’t You Be More Ambitious?

“Well, you’ll have to give me the chance to cook for you.” Alec turned around to look at Jenny. “So, will you give me a chance?”

Regretting her words, she blinked and looked at the restaurant. “I haven’t been here before. It looks wonderful.” She walked into the restaurant, leaving him shaking his head defeatedly at her awkward change of topic.

The waiter led them to the reserved table by the window. On the 30th floor, they had a perfect vista of the brilliant night view.

Jenny looked out of the window, lost in thoughts. When she thought about it, she had never seen.

Parrington’s night view after living here for a long time, not even in the two free years when she had been married to Alec.

“Have a taste of their signature menu. I wonder if you’d like it.” He brought her to a Cagliostronese restaurant that he thought was good, but he had no idea if it matched her preference.

She tasted the food and nodded. “Yeah, it’s good.”

“Eat up. You probably haven’t been eating well because you’re so skinny.” He started filling up her plate without even taking her appetite into consideration. They chatted throughout the meal, and the atmosphere was just right.

At the other end of the restaurant, Yvonne and Sam were having dinner as well. There was a tense and awkward air between them, unlike Jenny and Alec. Sam was filling up Yvonne’s plate with food in a desperate attempt to please her, but she did not as much as give him a look. She ate her food in a gloomy mood.

“Of course. With your full support, I can make you the CEO of Bloom Conglomerate.” Yvonne sounded confident. Although she disliked Sam, he was her only support at the time being. Naturally, she’d want to push him into a higher position in the company. When that happened, she would kick him off the throne and take over.

As she pictured their future, her mood improved as well. She wanted to discuss more, but she suddenly overheard some staff discussing in hushed voices. “Is that Mr. Faust and his girlfriend? They’re a match made in heaven!”

“I want to snap a photo so badly,” someone gushed.

“Snap a photo? I couldn’t care less if you lose your job, but you shouldn’t get the restaurant into trouble,” the manager coldly schooled the staff, who calmed down almost immediately.