My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 1118

Naomi looked a little depressed.

Seeing that there was no one following behind her, I couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Where's Sebastian?"

"I don't know. He's not in the room. I called him for a long time, but he didn't pick up. His phone line is busy. I guess he must have gone to work. A president is always so busy!" As she said that, she sat at the table, and felt a little depressed.

I smiled and looked at the food on the table. The temperature was just right and I couldn't help but ask, "Then, do I still need to wait for him?"

She shook her head. The food would definitely not taste good cold.

As she spoke, she motioned for me to start eating. She looked at the grilled scallops on the table and ate a few mouthfuls. Satisfied, she said, "I've finally tasted this delicacy. It's really too delicious. That old man of mine definitely hasn't enjoyed this kind of food before. What a pity!"

I smiled and ate several mouthfuls of delicious roasted meat. I couldn't help saying, "This barbecued meat is good. Try some!"

She nodded and put some scallops in front of me and said, "Try this. It's better than the ones in restaurants."

I nodded and took a bite. It was spicy and fragrant. It tasted so fresh, and the texture was unbelievable.

Both of us finished eating more than ten different servings of food, and in the end, we felt completely full.

Naomi lay on the bed and patted her belly, "I'm satisfied. It was too good, but I'm so full now. This is the most I've eaten in a long while. I'm going to get fat again! It took me so much effort to lose weight."

As she said that, she took me to the wardrobe and rummaged inside. I couldn't help but be stunned. I had no idea how she had stuffed that one-meter-high wardrobe, and none of her clothes were repeating either. The dresses were all shades of pink. They looked quite youthful.

I looked at her in surprise, "We've only been here for two days, so when and how did you get so many dresses?"

She shrugged as she replied, "I bought them on the first day I came here. There are so many clothing stores in the night markets here, and they're not too expensive. I thought they were nice, so I bought all of them. After all, one piece of clothing costs only around a hundred dollars, and these clothes are worth less than five thousand dollars altogether. It's a good bargain!"

I couldn't help but curl my lips, "Miss Attwood, these clothes cost as much as my monthly salary!"

She rolled her eyes at me and said with disdain, "Don't pretend to be poor. You'll get at least a million- dollar commission after that project. In addition, you are the wife of the president of the Roberts Group. Do you need to care about money? Are you kidding me?"