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Goodbye, My Love

Chapter 636
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Loraine closed her eyes and gritted her teeth.

Damn it!

Marco leaned forward on the table and looked at Loraine with a playful smile.

Just then, a waiter cover and said to her, “Ma’am, this gentleman said he’s with you.”

“I don’t know him!” Loraine said in a muffled voice.

The waiter was confused. He turned to look at Marco. “Sir?”

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Marco's face darkened in displeasure. Ignoring the waiter, he stretched out his hand and pulled down the menu.

Loraine was now exposed.

“Loraine, this is our second partnership. How could you say you don’t know me?”

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Loraine raised her head and glared at him.

“We are only partners at work. We don’t have to meet in private!”

Qbot being in her phone made her feel uneasy. Sitting face to face with

Marco, her guilt was higher than ever.

Marco smiled. “It’s not a matter of whether you want it or not. I'm already seated here, am | not?”

“Then I'll go!” Loraine declared and stood up to leave.

But Marco grabbed her wrist before she could leave the table.

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Loraine had such a guilty conscience that she didn’t shake off his hand immediately. Instead, she pretended to

be calm and said to Marco, “This table is yours now. Enjoy yourself. I'm going home.”

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Marco raised his eyebrows and looked at her in surprise.

“Wait. | have something about the partnership | want to discuss with you. You should be able to spare stime

for a meal, right?”

Loraine withdrew her hand and looked at him warily.

She suspected that he wanted to talk about private matters under the guise of business discussions.

“Loraine, what on earth are you afraid of?” Marco asked her.

Loraine felt like a cat whose tail was being stepped on and she retorted fiercely, “What am | afraid of? | just feel

that someone is making up an excuse. If you want to talk about business, you can make an appointment to have

a meeting later. Why must we have such a discussion in this restaurant now?”