Chapter 425 Battle of Wits
In the meantime, Symeon had already taken his seat in the dining area but hadn’t started
eating yet. After all, he was waiting for Amanda and Aiden. Looking at the table full of
oriental cuisines, Symeon couldn’t help but smile in joy because he felt as if he had
become a kind-hearted man. Unlike his present self, his former self wouldn’t spare a
thought for anyone else, let alone tell his chef to make dishes that he didn’t like just for
someone else or wait for someone. Soon, when he heard Amanda and Aiden’s voices from
afar, a warm smile appeared on his face.
When Symeon turned his head, he saw Amanda and the boy entering the dining area. He
then fixed his gaze on the child and asked, “Are you hungry?”
Despite having spent a few days there, Aiden was still apparently wary of Symeon, holding
Amanda’s hands tightly. Soon, Amanda carried Aiden and placed him on the chair, rolling
his sleeves so that he could eat more comfortably.
Then, Amanda looked at the table full of oriental cuisines and became bewildered,
wondering what Symeon was up to because she knew he didn’t like oriental food at all.
“Mommy, I want that chicken wing.”
“Okay, I’ll get it for you.”
Nevertheless, before Amanda could place the chicken wing on Aiden’s plate, Symeon had
already beaten, her to it by placing it on the boy’s plate.
“You don’t like oriental food, so why did you have your chef make them?” Amanda
skeptically asked.
Symeon smirked, “It doesn’t matter. I’m just here to accompany you for the meal. I’m not
very hungry.”
“Does it matter? I’m just here to keep you both company, plus I’m not hungry anyway.”
Symeon smirked in response.
“Okay…” Amanda didn’t say anything more as she directed her attention to feeding Aiden.
After all, she couldn’t stand the mess that Aiden created while trying to finish the meal by
himself.
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A few moments later, Symeon suddenly said something. “You guys will move to a different
place tomorrow.”
As soon as Amanda heard Symeon’s words, she lost her focus and accidentally dropped
the fork and knife from her hands onto the dining table, staring at the man’s face in front
of her. A different place? Why? Why should we move to a different place? Amanda’s first
instinct immediately prompted her to suspect that Symeon might have discovered
something because she couldn’t think of any other reason that might explain why he
wanted them to move.
In the face of Amanda’s dramatic reaction, Symeon furrowed his brows in puzzlement.
“What’s wrong? You have a problem with that?”
“No, that’s not what I meant, but I don’t understand. Is it necessary for us to move out?
Where exactly are we going? I’m already used to living here.”
Symeon smiled and said, “It’s not far from here, actually. We’re just moving to the next
villa. You won’t be leaving this compound. The layout and structure of that building will be
exactly the same as this one. In fact, I can even have them made just like the one in your
room here.”
Amanda went silent, finding that to be even stranger because she couldn’t understand
why Symeon wanted them to move to the villa next door. Yacob is going to act in the next
two days. Our plan is going to fail if he can’t find me and Aiden. What should I do now? At
the thought of that, Amanda had a feeling that Symeon knew what she was up to. What if
I refuse to go along with Symeon? He is going to get suspicious of me, isn’t he?
What should I do now?
“I heard you’re going on a business trip in two days’ time. Is that true?” Amanda asked.
Symeon picked up a porcelain bowl and took a sip of the soup in it, nodding. “Yup, I’m
going on a business trip to Fliaria for a week. What’s wrong? Do you have something to
tell me?”
“Nothing. I was just curious actually. I was wondering what that has to do with us moving
to the villa next door.”
“Nope, nothing at all. It’s just that there’s going to be a thorough cleaning going on soon,
so it’d be better for
you both to stay there for a few days. If you can’t get used to staying there, you could
move back here next week.” Symeon put his words so casually that it sounded like
something trivial.
In fact, Symeon’s butler noticed a few suspicious silhouettes from the security footage
when he was told to take a look at them. As those silhouettes were seen in Villa No. 4,
Symeon quickly decided to arrange another place for Amanda and Aiden to stay for the
sake of their safety. Nevertheless, if Amanda insisted on not following Symeon’s plan, it
would seem obvious to him that she had something to do with those mysterious
infiltrators.
At that moment, neither of them said a single word as if they were in a battle of wits and
mind with each other. Sensing Symeon’s intention, Amanda nodded and replied, “Alright,
we’ll do as you say then. We can move back here next week anyway. Just let me and Aiden
sleep in the same room because it usually takes quite a bit of time before he can finally
get used to a new environment. No problem! I’ll just take Aiden to Villa No. 4 and meet up
with Yacob at midnight by then.
In the meantime, Symeon heaved a sigh of relief and lowered his guard when he heard
Amanda’s affirmative reply. “Thanks for being so understanding. If you need anything
while I’m away, you could. approach my butler directly. However, you mustn’t leave the
estate.”
“I’m aware of that. Without your orders, I won’t be allowed to leave the estate.” Amanda
reacted with ant indifferent tone, to which Symeon smiled without saying a single word.
After dinner, Amanda surprisingly felt tired because she hadn’t eaten enough, having
exhausted her energy in her battle of wits with Symeon. Then, upon putting Aiden to
sleep, she went downstairs alone to the kitchen where she opened the refrigerator to find
something to eat. Nevertheless, she couldn’t seem to find anything much to eat in the
refrigerator as all she could see were fresh and raw vegetables. Well, I guess the people in
this house don’t fancy fast food a lot. Now that the chef has already gone home, I’m afraid
I’ll have no choice but to be my own chef.
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After spending about ten minutes, she made a plate full of pasta, whereupon she was
about to enjoy it at the dining table. However, before she could take her first bite, she
heard Symeon’s footsteps from outside the kitchen. Then, she looked up and saw Symeon
walking into the dining area.
When Symeon saw the hot steaming bowl of pasta, he couldn’t help but ask, “Are you still
hungry?” It was then that he began recalling their dinner earlier that night. Wait a second,
it looks like Amanda was only busy feeding Aiden during dinner just now. She didn’t eat
much herself, did she?
Amanda sat down and grabbed a fork and a spoon as she began munching the pasta. “I
was starving all of a sudden, not to mention the fact that I have a habit of eating supper.
But you don’t need to worry about
I’ll wash the dishes myself without dirtying your kitchen.” She replied casually.
Symeon wouldn’t mind if Amanda dirtied his kitchen, but he also didn’t find it necessary
for him to elaborate in response to that. Soon, he grabbed a chair and sat down beside
her, watching her eat pasta in a serious manner. “Do you have any plans if I let you walk
away now?”
“Me? Of course.” But why should I tell you?Of course, I’m going to bring Aiden with me
and reunite with Elias. Deep down, Amanda believed that they would live a happy life
again when Elias woke up.
Symeon asked again, “What are your plans?” Deep down, he had no idea when he had
become so interested in Amanda. In fact, she had grown on him so much that he became
curious about her past and her future plans. Nevertheless, Symeon didn’t know why and
how he developed such a keen interest in Amanda, thinking it was their son, Aiden, who
linked them together.
“Why should I tell you that? That’s my privacy.”
“It doesn’t matter, I guess. If I want to know it, I could always find out anything I want to
know about your life. Symeon’s voice sounded cold and ruthless, as if everyone was just a
pawn in his eyes.
Amanda snorted coldly. “You sound confident, Mr. Lawrence.”