Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 195

Leon leaned against the jewelry counter, still wearing his charming smile. "Why can't I come? Since you opened the store in Ocpeace City, you can't keep customers out of the door, can you?"

"Customer? What kind of customer are you?"

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"Sorry, I don't want to sell you anything," said Cecil. She crossed her arms and had a cold look on her face, looking like she was urging him to leave.

Leon was not angry. He opened a booklet that listed high- quality jewellery at the counter and said, "Didn't you open the store to do business? Even celebrities have to eat. There's no reason not to accept money."

Cecil snorted and said, "What's wrong? You provoked your fiancee at the birthday banquet and now you want to buy a set of jewelry to coax her?"

"Can't I?" Leon raised his eyebrows and grinned. "Are you jealous?"

"Jealous? You have not woken up, have you,

Mr. Allen?¹

Looking at Leon's casual look, which was the same as back then, Cecil turned her gaze away and asked, "Do you really want to buy some jewelry?"

"Of course. What's wrong? Are you trying to change your mind? Do you want to keep me, your big client?"

Cecil didn't say yes or no. She reached out her hand and closed the jewelry catalog in Leon's hands with her slender fingers. Then, she said to him with a faint smile, "How are these worthy of your identity, Mr. Allen?"

After that, she snapped her fingers at the shop assistant in the distance and said, "Kyle, bring me the 12th volume of high- end jewellery."

"The 12th volume?" A surprised voice came from afar.

Seeing the intention in Cecil's eyes, Kyle's eyes lit up. He ran over immediately and brought a thick booklet over. He couldn't hide his excitement. "Cecil, here it is."

Cecil nodded calmly. "Go ahead and do your work."

After Kyle left, Cecil pushed the booklet towards Leon across the counter and flipped it open to the first page. "If you want to order jewelry, this book is more suitable for you, given your status."

Leon's mind was not on these jewelry. He casually flipped two pages and began to talk about other things. "We haven't seen each other in so many years. If Theodore hadn't told me yesterday, I wouldn't have known that you opened a jewelry store in Ocpeace City. Why didn't you tell me when you opened it?"

"Should I tell you so that you could send me a flower basket? Or bring your new girlfriend here?"

"I'm single. What girlfriend are you talking about?"

Hearing this, Cecil's lips curled into a scornful smile. She pointed at the jewelry on the first page of the booklet and said, "I recommend this set. It is a perfect gift for a woman of about 30 years old. It's not frivolous, but dignified and elegant enough."

"Your taste has always been good, so I'll follow your advice." Leon's hand moved closer restlessly. "Do you have time tonight? I want to treat you to dinner."

"Okay." Cecil immediately closed the booklet and smiled at Leon.

Before Leon had the chance to feel overjoyed, she continued, "The high- end jewelry is special. You have to pay first, and if there are no special circumstances, a refund is unavailable. Mr. Allen, credit card?"

When it came to credit card payments, Leon had never been timid. He took out a black card from his wallet and put it on the counter. He said with ease, "The password is your birthday."

Cecil's expression remained. She swiped the card smoothly, printed the receipt and handed it over. "Sign it."

Leon took the bill and pen readily, signed his name with two strokes, and continued to ask, "I know a new French restaurant. Their foie gras is very good, and I know you like that. At night..."

Before he finished, Cecil slapped the black card onto the counter and her expression changed faster than the weather. She said in a very cold tone, "If there is nothing else, I'll go first. Kyle, you can talk to Mr. Allen about the details of the custom-made jewelry set."

After saying this, Cecil picked up the bag on the sofa and went straight to the door without looking back.

"Hey, Ce..." Leon was about to catch up when he heard the voice of the shop assistant behind him.

"Mr. Allen, you've purchased 9 million dollars worth of jewelry in our shop. I'll introduce the material, design concept and customization time to you now."

"No need for an introduction. You..." Halfway through his sentence, Leon's expression suddenly changed. "What did you say?"

"Huh?" The shop assistant looked at him in surprise and said, "I said I'd like to introduce you to the jewelry."

"Not this." Leon looked at the receipt in his hand. When he saw the price on it, he took a deep breath and couldn't laugh anymore.

9 million? 9 million dollars worth of high-quality jewellery?

"Cecil, you..."

The entrance was empty and there was no trace of Cecil at all.

Meanwhile, in the outpatient department of the city hospital.

When Cecil arrived, Everleigh just finished the ward rounds and told the intern about the necessary precautions to take. When she saw Cecil coming from the end of the corridor in the distance, she handed the medical reports to the intern and said, "Enough for now. Pay more attention to the patient's diet of bed No. 4."

"Okay, Dr. Trevino."

Seeing Cecil, Everleigh glanced at the time.

"Did you come as soon as you hung up the phone? You're here so soon?"

Cecil sat down on the sofa in her office and rolled her eyes. "Stop it. I met a plague, so I couldn't stay in the shop any longer. Anyway, I was going to send you something, so I came." "Plague?"

Everleigh handed her a glass of water. She thought for a moment and said tentatively, "It's not Leon, is it?"

"Who else could it be if not him?"

Everleigh sat opposite her and said, "But I think you look quite happy. What happened? You two..."

"What are you thinking about?" Cecil frowned and she was the first to interrupt before Everleigh said the disgusting inference, "I was blind once. Can I be blind again?"

"Then why are you so happy?"

"I got a big order. This time, it won't be a problem if I don't open the shop for three years. Let's go," Cecil raised her eyebrows and said. "Go shopping with me at night and bring your two little children. I'll pay for them."

"I'm not free tonight."

"Why? Are you working overtime? Haven't you been free recently?"

Everleigh hesitated for a while, then looked at Cecil and confessed, "I'm going to have dinner with Theodore tonight."

Cecil stopped drinking her water at once and looked at her in surprise.

Everleigh said, "If I avoided him before, I think it's useless for me to do it anymore after what happened last night. People who want to fight me won't be polite just because I'm avoiding him."

"What do you mean?"

"Josephine thinks that she can protect Theodore and her engagement as long as she gets rid of me, right?" Everleigh's expression didn't change at all, and her calm demeanor made it impossible

for others to see any emotion in her. "Then I'll officially tell her that she does not have the ability to get rid of me."

Before the incident the night before, Everleigh didn't take Josephine seriously. Everleigh's target had always been the real culprit behind the scenes who set her up back then. It was the Godfrey family and Mrs. Godfrey.

But now, since Josephine insisted on getting involved, Everleigh couldn't turn a blind eye anymore. It was not difficult for her to clear the obstacles first.

It wasn't that she didn't know the methods; it was just that she wasn't interested in using them.