Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Chapter 1203

Willy looked up, a jerk. What was he proposing?

"The Luther family does have an older young lady, but she is very mysterious; very few have ever mentioned her

even. Ssay that her family doesn't like her, but others say she's very shielded as she's the first wife's

daughter; not even the members of the Luther family can get accurate information. One thing's for sure, though,

this Yesmine is quite mysterious; not many have seen her! The first young lady of the Luther family whom none

had ever seen suddenly appearing in public like that..." However, Lexx had a nagging feeling that something

wasn't right, pausing.

There was only one famous Luther family, and their influence was unparalleled. With a unique circle plus an

exclusive news source, nothing about them could be hidden from them. Also, Elijah didn't seem like someone

they could mess with. They really didn't dare check out that family too outright lest they wanted unnecessary

trouble.

"I doubt someone dares to pose as her! What I'm trying to say is, what if the first young lady of the Luther family

has sundisclosed condition or that she had suddenly passed, or even that they need a first young lady like

her to be in public? It's not impossible to find a double, and an orphan is the best choice! I'm sure it's nothing for

the Luther family to perfectly create a flawless, legal, and untraceable identity! Of course, it's only my guess,

and possibly something else we have no idea of, or that Miss Yesmine and Miss Heady are doppelgangers! The

main thing is still to distinguish, no?"

Inspired, Lexx blurted out his thoughts, rambling, only hoping that someone could go back to being his usual self

and not depressed one day and livid the other, rendering them jumpy as well.

In an instant, Willy was alive again, his posture straightened. "You're right!"

What could be impossible when humans could change their genders as well?

"Check her schedule for me. | want to treat her to a meal!"

Meanwhile, just when Lauren was becoming hesitant from all the waiting, she knew she had gotten the upper

hand when she received the phone call.

She showed up on tat the grand hotel at seven that Saturday. The upscale design and service reflected its

taste and grandeur.

"This way, please, Miss Tevye! This is the private

room..."

Entering the private room on the second floor, she looked around to see it was decorated extravagantly yet

romantic. Feeling the luscious, fully blooming roses on the table aside, she smirked, knowing they'd been freshly

hand-picked. "Okay, thank you..."

The server left after pouring her swater.

The massive space exuded luxury and solemn, but it only got her hatred surging once more. Was this the so-

called true face of a man? The unattainable and the lost would forever live in their hearts?

How ironic! He had never made such an effort to take her out for dinner when she gave him her whole heart

then, but now he was doing so for s'doppelganger'?

Just as she was immersed in her thought, a familiar male voice cfrom behind. "Sorry, I'm late."

Turning back, Lauren faintly smiled while checking her watch. "It's alright, Master Bowels; | arrived early!"

It was seven sharp!

While she looked away, her heart ached. Men sure were sc*mbags! He had never been so punctual on their

dates, ever!

He had only ever trampled her heart

when she treated him

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wholeheartedly, who would've thought he was like this to an outsider? Remembering the poignant past,

remembering when she nearly died giving birth, remembering her baby girl, who nearly died in her womb and

had to be treated for her jaundice right as she was born, Lauren's hatred blazed. Her fists clenched so tightly

that her knuckles were popping.

Meanwhile, Willing was pulling her chair out for her, gentlemanly and sweet.

"Thank you..."

Though her voice was tender, her gaze was laced with poison, but it turned bright as their eyes met once more

after Willy sat across her.

Lauren ordered something at random, and Willy added a bottle of wine to the list. When the dishes were served,

Lauren stumped.

Be it the blueberry cobbler she ordered or the shrimps, vegetables, and other dishes, they were nearly her

favorites. And what was even more special was the assorted cake. It was exactly like the first one he brought to

her in prison. Though it happened in a split second, Willy caught her reaction, swirling the wine glass in his hand,

raising it for a toast.

"It sure isn't easy to ask you out for a meal, Miss

Tevye!"

Coming back to her senses, Lauren realized she gaffed and quickly returned the toast. "Thanks for

accommodating, Master Bowels."

A minor complaint, but it also reminded her how cheap this man was! What unattainable Four Great Masters of

Casterwich City? Hadn't he accommodated her timing when he asked her out for a meal? That was right, this

dinner was her call. She had deliberately refused his invitation and chose her own timing!

She wanted to be the one in control this time!

And it proved that no matter how busy a man was, they could accommodate if he wanted to!

But she felt uncomfortable the more he behaved so.

Putting the wine glass down, she reached for the cake. As she ate, she was all smiles despite the bitterness

within.

The way she enjoyed and indulged, especially how she pulled out the fork with pursed lips, was so much like

Lauren. His gaze turned glassy, more lost. Her brazen action got him feeling disappointed. "You have a sweet

tooth, don't you, Miss Tevye?"

"Is there anything wrong with it?" she retorted and stuffed another piece of cake in her mouth. "Don't

most women do?"

But she actually didn't what to have any of it right then, even loathing that assortment of cake!

"Not at all! Let's eat! The food is getting cold..."

They barely spoke for the rest of the dinner. Lauren ate as her thoughts distracted her while Willy had nearly

been holding his glass of wine, watching her. Her every action and eating habit was very much like

Lauren's. But as he put his wine glass down, he was still split right in the middle.