Chapter 89 I Know What He Likes

Jenny blamed it on her rotten luck. Parrington was a big city, so why did she always run into Alec?

As if he could feel her gaze, Alec looked in her direction and met her eyes. A wave of complex emotions hit him.

"It's Miss Walter and her friend." Yvonne followed Alec's gaze and spotted Jenny on the nearby table.

Jenny had already turned away. Smiling at Morgan, she told her, "You know the best food here better than me, so you can order for us. I'm not a picky eater."

"Alright," Morgan didn't refuse her request as she was more familiar with the food. They stopped paying attention to Alec and Yvonne as if they were mere strangers.

"Do you want to go over and say hello, Alec?" Yvonne asked.

Alec shook his head. "No thanks."

He knew Jenny disliked him, especially after what she had said the night before. If he still pestered her, things would not turn out well. Regarding his grandfather's order, Alec had an inkling he was about to be disappointed.

After dinner, Morgan led Jenny ar