Chapter 147

Luke chuckled softly, a fleeting smile crossing his face.

Noticing that there weren't many dishes on the table, I decided to use the restaurant's online menu to order more for Luke. Memories suddenly resurfaced of him frequently dining at my house, enjoying our housekeeper's pork ribs and braised cauliflower, which were his favorites and dishes my dad always had prepared for him. So, I ordered those.

When the dishes arrived, Luke looked surprised but started eating.

My thoughts were simple: Luke had helped me so much, even losing a ten-thousand-dollar suit today. He shouldn't have to settle for just a plate of plain salad. Isn't this my way of showing gratitude?

With a bit of alcohol warming us up, everyone's cheeks were rosy. Through the steam from the pot, Luke seemed more down-to-earth tonight. He wore a simple white shirt, sleeves rolled up, revealing strong, well-defined wrists. On his left wrist was a vintage Patek Philippe watch with a brown leather strap—elegant and underst