Chapter 112

Simon and Evelyn both stared at Warren. However, the bastard just casually picked up his glass and took a sip of his drink. His lips curved into a faint smile.

Yet, his gaze was undoubtedly sincere.

Evelyn deleted his photo. Then, she smiled at her father. "Dad, I think this judge is decent and quite good-looking. If we got together, we'd have something in common too. Please set us up."

Simon nodded with pleasure. "Sure, I'll contact him after dinner. You met him before when you were younger. He's always liked you."

Then, he turned to Warren and said out of courtesy, "Warren, I know what you're thinking. But you and Evelyn have been on-and-off so many times. I really don't want to see Evie hurt. It's better if you go your separate ways."

"Mr. Jefferson, I—"

Warren wanted to say something, but Simon interrupted him. "Let's eat. I made Evie's favorite lobster spaghetti and spicy crabs."

Warren couldn't help but feel a tightness in his chest when he saw the food. Every dish had sea