Chapter 456

Lucille casually picked up her cup of cappuccino and took a sip out of it. She looked relaxed and content, giving the impression that she was there to enjoy the coffee.

Taylor looked down at his side of the table, which was as empty as a blank paper, and remarked, "That's your courtesy of asking someone out, huh, Ms. Johnson?"

Lucille glanced at Taylor through the rim of the cup.

She put down the cup and slowly replied, "Excuse me, little Taylor? How audacious can you be to think I'll treat someone who is always trying to get rid of my husband to a cup of coffee?

"Oh, little Taylor, have you heard of the idiom 'aphids eat grass, rust eats iron, and hypocrisy eats soul'?"

Lucille continued, "It's okay if you haven't. You can look it up on the Internet when you get home."

Lucille made it clear to Taylor that she didn't need to put on a mask of hypocrisy to talk to him, nor did she want to pander or flatter. She wanted an open and honest discussion.

Taylor was at a loss for w