Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 609

Chapter 609: Then Get Out Together

Ava also put on an act of kindness.

"Selina, you really should work on that temper of yours. Fine, fine—we’re sisters. If you’re doing well, then I’ll be doing well too. I’m willing to put in a good word for you."

She turned back into the private room and, in a soft and gentle voice, said,

"Teacher, for my sake, please give my sister Selina another chance."

Samuel flicked his sleeve, his expression laced with contempt as he glanced toward the doorway.

Then, perhaps because he thought the mood was just right—with so many people urging him on—he decided that giving Selina a little face wouldn’t hurt.

But really, something others looked down on, he was supposed to look up to? What a joke.

Selina narrowed her eyes, licking the back of her molars as she looked at Hannah blocking her way.

She was itching to hit someone. Why insist on putting your face in front of her hand?

Samuel lifted his chin high, looking down his nose at her.

"Miss Clark, becoming my disciple is possible, but I don’t just accept anyone. How about this: I’ll ask you a few questions."

Selina, expressionless, pulled out her phone and dialed the NF Restaurant’s manager.

Samuel didn’t notice her move and kept talking on his own.

"How many years has Miss Clark studied oil painting?"

"The reason I made an exception for Ava is because she’s studied since she was a child. What about you, Miss Clark?"

Selina lifted her gaze ever so slightly.

"You sure you want to keep blocking me here?"

Samuel raised a brow, but before he could answer, Hannah rushed in.

"Master Samuel, Selina doesn’t mean that. She’s just shy. Please be patient with her." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Samuel nodded to himself. That made sense. With his reputation, who wouldn’t want to be his disciple?

Still, Selina knew nothing. If she became his student, it would be her climbing above her station.

Thinking this, Samuel let out a derisive laugh.

"Miss Clark, I’ve seen your type too many times. If you—"

But before he could finish, a rustling sound carried from not far away.

Selina put her phone away, her gaze cool and detached.

"I told you, stop imagining things."

The NF manager stepped forward, smiling politely.

"Mr. Samuel, I’m sorry to inform you that NF Restaurant is closing early today. We must ask you to leave first."

Everyone froze.

What? NF Restaurant was closing? That had never been announced.

Samuel’s brows drew tight.

"What’s the meaning of this? No one else is being asked to leave—why me alone? Is this how NF Restaurant does business?"

The manager’s tone remained calm, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Mr. Samuel, must I spell it out so plainly? Out of respect for your many guests, I didn’t want you to lose too much face. But if you insist..."

His eyes met Samuel’s directly.

"Do I need to say it word for word, in front of everyone here—that NF Restaurant does not welcome you or your students—before you’ll understand my meaning?"

The room went dead silent.

Samuel’s face turned pitch black.

What was that supposed to mean? Not welcome here?

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