Drowing In Mr. Scott's Love

Chapter 35 Take Rain Check

While they were talking, the waiter also brought the dishes over. So, Edward Kent asked Abby Miller to

eat while chatting.

By the time she finished eating, it had already been 40 minutes, and Abby Miller was satisfied with the

food.

"How is it? It's not bad, isn't it?"

Walking out of the dining room with Abby Miller, Edward Kent asked with a smile.

"Well, not bad. I'll invite you next time when I save money."

Abby Miller said seriously.

Edward Kent did not refuse. "Then I'll wait. By the way, do you have any plans in the afternoon? Shall

we go somewhere else?"

"Ah, this..."

Abby Miller looked at the time and found that it was already 12 o'clock.

Usually, she was already at Richard Scott's place, waiting for his orders. She had already left for hours.

If she did not return, it was hard to say whether the man would be angry or not.

For a moment, Abby Miller was in a dilemma.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have time. We can make an appointment next time."

It seemed that he could see her hesitation, so Edward Kent spoke again.

"Then we make an appointment next time. Sorry, I have to go back to work. I can't come out for too

long."

Abby Miller looked at Edward Kent apologetically.

When Edward Kent saw this, he couldn't help but reach out and rub her hair. He smiled and said,

"There's no need to apologize. I'm very happy that you can accompany me out this morning. Although

it's a pity, remember to compensate me next time."

"Okay, I'm really sorry."

Abby Miller apologized again.

Edward Kent smiled indifferently and said, "It doesn't matter. Let's go. I'll take you there."

"Ah? There's no need for that. We're on different paths, so I don't bother you."

Abby Miller declined again.

Edward Kent was stunned for a moment before he burst into laughter. "Do you know which direction I'm

heading in?"

After Abby Miller realized it, she realized that she had accidentally exposed herself. Her face turned red

again. "I... I..."

"You're really interesting."

Edward Kent smiled again, and he looked very happy. "But I still insist on seeing you off. After all, when

you go out with me, how can I let you go back by yourself? Let's go!"

As he spoke, Edward Kent took the lead in walking to the roadside to stop the taxi.

Abby Miller had no choice but to get into the taxi obediently.

About half an hour later, the taxi finally arrived at the gate of YS Group.

"Are you working here?"

Edward Kent looked out of the car window with a surprised expression.

"Uh, sort of."

Abby Miller nodded and did not know how to explain.

"I see."

Edward Kent did not say anything else, but the depths of his clear eyes seemed to deepen.

"Then I'll go up first. Goodbye, Senior Kent."

She opened the car door and was about to leave.

Edward Kent smiled gently and said, "Okay, goodbye."

The door closed and the car drove away. Abby Miller stood where she was and watched the car

disappear completely. Then she turned around and walked into YS Group.

However, Abby Miller did not expect to see a middle-aged man walking out of the crowd when she was

about to enter the group.

Abby Millers heart skipped a beat and she cursed in her heart. How could she meet Richard Scott's

father?

Abby Miller was wondering if she should leave, but it was too late. Sam Scott had already seen her.

He came over with a sharp and serious expression. When he saw Abby Miller, he should have ignored

her, but recognized her. His face was obviously not good.

Seeing that it was impossible for her to hide, Abby Miller had no choice but to meet him.

"Mr. Scott."

Out of respect for the elders, Abby Miller took the lead in greeting Sam Scott when he approached.

Sam Scott responded, showing his bearing as a big shot.

Abby Miller guessed that he was probably very busy, so she left after greeting him.

Unexpectedly, Sam Scott suddenly stopped her. "Miss Miller."

"Hmm?"

Abby Miller stopped in her tracks in surprise. She looked back at him and asked, "Call me?"

"Do you have time to talk?"

Although Sam Scott was asking, the sharpness that existed in his bones sounded a little commanding

at this moment, causing one to feel a pressure that one could not reject. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Abby Miller wanted to refuse, but on second thought.

That bastard Richard Scott had intentionally left the mess for her to deal with. Now that trouble had

come knocking on her door, she could not escape.

Moreover, she didn't think that if she refused, wouldn't the seemingly resolute and decisive old man

have to take action?

So after weighing it over and over again, Abby Miller nodded and said, "Okay."

"Let's go. Wait for me in the car first."

Sam Scott saw that Abby Miller had agreed and stopped talking nonsense. He dismissed his assistants

and subordinates and took the lead in walking out.

YS Group was located on the financial street in the center of the city. The street was very prosperous,

with all kinds of shops and restaurants everywhere.

Led by Sam Scott, they crossed the road and arrived at a big coffee shop across the street.

At this time, there were quite a few people in the cafe, but there were definitely not many of them.

However, Sam Scott seemed to deliberately avoid them, so he took Abby Miller into the private room

inside.

In this narrow room, as soon as the coffee was served and the door was closed, only Abby Miller and

Sam Scott were left.

As the two of them sat face to face, Abby Miller was naturally nervous, especially when Sam Scott

sized her up.

Therefore, in order to get rid of this uncomfortable situation as soon as possible, Abby Miller took the

lead to ask, Mr. Scott, what do you want to talk to me about?

Sam Scott didn't answer immediately. Instead, he calmly lit a cigar and took a deep breath before

saying, "Miss Miller, are you complaining about me?"

"Ah? Complaining?"

Abby Miller was really unprepared for such a sudden question. She was stunned and then asked, "Why

do you ask so?"

"Because when you went to my home, I deliberately ignored you and even embarrassed you."

Sam Scott said slowly, picked up the coffee on the table, and took a sip.

"No."

Abby Miller answered straightforwardly, "There's nothing to complain about."

Besides, she was surprised that Richard Scott suddenly brought her with him that day. The entire meal

process was filled with apprehension. Who would have the energy to complain?

What's more... She was the one who got involved.

"Anyway, that day, I was very grateful for your mercy on the Scott Family."

Sam Scott said lightly.

For some reason, his words sounded harsh to Abby Miller.

The Scott Family?

Hearing this, why did it feel like Richard Scott wasn't a member of the Scott Family?

Although she thought so in her heart, Abby Miller suppressed it in the end and did not say it out loud.

"It's nothing. I just do what I want."

Abby Miller said lightly with a look of disapproval.

Sam Scott, on the other hand, looked at Abby Miller's face from time to time and ponder quietly. After a

long silence, he said, "Miss Miller, have you known Richard for a long time?"

"Not too long."

Abby Miller replied, but she had something in her heart.

She didn't think that Mr. Scott had called her here just to ask her these questions. This was just the

beginning.