Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 83

The atmosphere suddenly turned still, as if someone had pressed pause on the world around them.

It felt like everyone nearby was staring at them.

A chill crept down Cynthia's spine.

No way. Could they really be that unlucky?

She and Jenny exchanged a nervous glance.

Jenny looked at her, then both women instinctively turned to glance over their shoulders—only to find Dominic standing right behind them. Dressed in a bespoke suit, he looked so out of place at this scruffy sidewalk café that it was almost comical, the kind of scene that would have made sense only in a movie: the elite mingling with the ordinary.

"Well, isn't this a surprise, Mr. Holloway," Jenny said, forcing a bright smile and breaking the silence first.

Dominic's gaze landed on Cynthia, who looked like she'd rather disappear into thin air. His tone was cool as he spoke. "Quite a coincidence."

He paused, his lips curving into a faint, teasing smile. "I only just walked over—and caught someone talking behind my back."

Cynthia wanted nothing more than for the earth to swallow her whole.

Jenny let out an awkward laugh, trying to smooth things over. "You must have misheard, Mr. Holloway. Miss Tremaine was actually saying nice things about you… in her own, uh, special way."

Dominic arched an eyebrow. "Well, I suppose I should thank Miss Tremaine for her… compliments."

Cynthia averted her eyes, fixing her gaze on anything but Dominic's dark, unreadable stare. Her smile was sheepish. "No need to thank me, really."

Just then, Assistant Shaw, who'd been parking the car, arrived and caught the tail end of Cynthia's mortifying moment. Without missing a beat, he pulled out the chair opposite Cynthia and Jenny and sat down.

"Then I'll take you up on that and won't stand on ceremony."

Another awkward silence fell between Jenny and Cynthia.

Noticing Dominic still standing, Assistant Shaw scooted his chair over and called out, "Come on, Dom, sit down. I'm starving over here."

With an impassive expression, Dominic took the seat next to him.

The food Cynthia and Jenny had ordered arrived—a platter of skewers, hot and fragrant. Shaw wasted no time, grabbing a skewer and digging in.

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