Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 572

Chapter 572: Charity.

Emily paused. Her expression turned that of a confusion at that moment. She stared at Arwen, trying to see any hint of envy or displeasure in her gaze, but no matter how she looked, she couldn’t find even a hint of it.

Could it be that Arwen was not at all bothered?

The thought didn’t settle well with Emily. She frowned, shaking it away. The title of a wealthy heiress is well sought. There was no way Arwen would really stay nonchalant knowing what once belonged to her was no longer hers.

"What do you mean, Arwen?" she asked, crossing her arms in arrogance.

Arwen stared at her and smile. "What else could I mean, Emily?" she asked keeping smile intact. "I congratulated you for finally getting what you have always wished for. I am really happy for you."

"You think I will believe it?" Emily scoffed, already agitated.

But still Arwen never faltered. She simply shrugged and said, "Whether you will believe it or not —that’s up to you. But I will present you the token of my congratulation."

Before Emily could understand what that meant, Arwen turned to attendant and instructed, "Put her today’s bill on my tab today."

The attendant nodded with a polite smile and Arwen turned back to look at Emily. "Your celebrations today are on me. So, don’t hesitate. Go ahead." She didn’t mean to do this charity but her mental peace was worth it, so she didn’t mind.

With that, she turned and left.

Behind her, Emily mood turned grumpy. She watched Arwen silhouette disappearing at a distance and stomped her feet. "Who wants you to pay? You think I don’t have the money? Hmph!"

"Ma’am, your bill."

Just then another attendant came holding the bill folder in her hand.

Emily heard her and glanced at her briefly. Her gaze shifted briefly at the bill folder in her hand and then handed her the card she brought with herself. "Settle it with this," she ordered, and the attendant took the card to swipe it.

But just next second, a beep od decline was heard making both of them frown.

"Ma’am, this card is not yet active, it seems," the attendant said, extending back the card.

Emily frowned. "Not yet active?" she echoed. It was the card sent by Catrin to her. How could it still not be active?

She gritted, feeling the humiliation burn her skin.

"I have another card," she said and then tried to look for another in her bag, only to realize she wasn’t carrying any other spare card. She had wanted to flaunt herself in front of her friend, but —

"What’s wrong, Ma’am?" the attendant inquired when she saw Emily’s brows tightly drawn together. She didn’t want to doubt her, but the amount on the bill was too large to be at ease.

Emily glared. "Don’t look at me like that. I am the heiress of Quinn family. Do you think I can’t afford a meal in your restaurant?"

"Ma’am, I didn’t mean that," the attendant flinched, not daring to offend someone she cannot afford. "I was asking to see if there was something I could help you with."

Although she put it like that, Emily had seen the evident doubt flicker in her gaze. "No need, I can manage." With that she pulled her phone to make the call and after a few rings, the call was answered. "Mom."