Chapter 222 Telling the Truth

Melody frowned. "Why don't you listen to yourself, Mr. Bolton? Also, I'm having dinner with my friend, and you're telling me not to get upset when you've barged in like you did?"

Seeing that Melody was angry, Albert moved over to her side protectively.

"You heard her, Mr. Bolton," he said quietly and threateningly. "You're not welcome here, so don't bother us during our lunch.

Even from the doorway, Luke could feel the heat from the dick-measuring contest between the two men, which was just stopping short of blowing up.

Christopher folded his arms before his chest. Though he was sitting, his presence was no less imposing even though Albert was standing.

His expression was cool, but his demeanor was relaxed, even elegant.

He looked up, as if finally seeing Albert—his gaze was dark but he exuded an overwhelming pressure, a body language honed from years of power play.

"Albert, was it? I've seen the internet drama—thank you for defending my wife."

He spoke those last two words so