Chapter 1819

The waiter spoke very impolitely but his tone sounded like he knew that woman. Trevor sat afar but could still hear a few derogatory words. The woman looked embarrassed, likely understanding what was said.

Trevor watched their interaction for a while before walking over, "Hello, are you Ms. Taylor?"

Venice Taylor turned around, saw Trevor, and looked somewhat surprised and cautious, "Who are you?"

Trevor said calmly, "The person who wanted to meet you."

Venice paused and scrutinized Trevor. Then, she widened her gaze, "Are you the little boy from back then?"

Trevor did not respond to that. Instead, he gestured for her to follow him and said, "Let's sit and talk."

Venice felt uneasy. She then followed Trevor hesitantly to a private room.

Other than Trevor, there was a foreign man in the room. He looked expressionless, but his robust physique made him look scary.

Venice could not help but put her guard up.

"Ms. Taylor, please have a seat," Trevor said flatly. Venice clutched the