I gave him eight years, she gave him sugar babies:now I’m ceo and they’re bankrupt Novel

Chapter 3 The moment Mr. Lewis spoke politely , Lila took it as encouragement and beamed with delight . " Since you said so , Mr. Lewis , I'll just make myself comfortable then ! " She even stuck out her tongue at Ethan playfully , her expression as sweet and smug as ever . Ethan's eyes were full of indulgence as he shook his head helplessly . " You really are something . Don't forget to thank Mr. Lewis . " " Thank you , Mr. Lewis ! " she chirped . Mr. Lewis forced a thin smile and waved a hand . " It's fine , it's fine . " He chose a random seat , his movements polite but slightly stiff .

I couldn't help but sneer inwardly . Ethan must have completely lost his mind . Mr. Lewis's remark was clearly just a courtesy , yet Ethan went along with it and actually let Lila take the host's seat . In my previous life , she'd arrived late because I'd insisted she change her outfit , so she hadn't had the chance to make such a scene . This time around , she really has a way of surprising me at every turn . Once everyone was seated , Ethan signaled the waiter to start serving the dishes . I lifted my glass of water to hide the faint curve of amusement on my lips .

The show was finally about to begin . The waiter entered with a silver tray , lifting the lid with ceremonial precision to reveal the first dish - a plate of golden , steaming , .bite - sized bread drizzled with condensed milk . Mr. Lewis's fork froze mid - air . Ethan's smile faltered , and he immediately tried to laugh it off . " Just a little appetizer to start , Mr. Lewis . The main dishes will be up next . " Chapter 3 Goodshort AD Heiress Betrayed ! Her husband cheats ... 27.27 % Then came the second and third dishes ...

Cola - glazed chicken wings , crispy fries , caramelized sweet potatoes , buttery corn with toasted nuts ... One after another , the table filled up with sweet , kid - friendly comfort food . Mr. Lewis's expression darkened visibly with every new dish . He leaned back in his chair , folded his hands , and no longer touched his fork . A sheen of sweat appeared on Ethan's forehead . He finally realized something was very wrong . V A Turning toward the waiter , he forced a smile , " What's coming next ? " The waiter bowed slightly , " Sir , the last course is a dessert - mango shaved ice .

Shall I bring it out now ? " "What ? " Ethan's voice cracked . 9 * 4 44 A He glanced at Mr. Lewis's grim face and immediately stood up . " This is a mistake ! It must be a mix - up ! I'll go find the manager right now ! " He had barely taken a step when Lila piped up cheerfully . " No , it's not a mistake ! " Her tone was bright and proud , as if she were waiting for praise . " Ethan , I changed the menu myself ! " she announced with a radiant smile . Then she turned to Mr. Lewis , her eyes full of expectation . " Mr. Lewis , these are all my favorite dishes !

I picked them out specially for you to try ! " W A In my last life , I had switched the menu back before the food ever came out , so I never witnessed this level of stupidity . Now that I saw it firsthand , it was almost comical . She must have thought she was being innovative , daring to break convention , believing that someone like Mr. Lewis - accustomed to luxury banquets - would find her childish desserts Chapter 3 27.27 % refreshing . But she didn't understand at all - at this level of corporate dining , it's never really about the food .

You're negotiating multi - million dollar deals ; the foie gras and lobster aren't the point , but they have to be on the table . It's about showing respect to the client - demonstrating the company's strength and reputation . With her limited brainpower , she would never comprehend that - not in this life , nor the next . Ethan , though slow , wasn't completely clueless . He knew by now how badly Lila had messed things up . h His face turned rigid , and he glared at her through clenched teeth , " Lila , stop it right now !

" Startled by his raised voice , she shrank back , her lips trembling , eyes glossy with tears . Mr. Lewis's expression grew even colder , and his secretary finally lost his composure . He slammed his fork onto the table with a sharp crack . Then he rose to his feet , his voice cutting through the room . " Mr. Reed , is this how your company treats its clients ? Serving these childish snacks to Mr. Lewis ? " He swept his gaze across the table , the corner of his mouth curling in disdain . " This entire spread - what is it worth ? One hundred dollars ? " " What's the matter ?

Is your company going bankrupt tomorrow ? "