Chapter: 786

"I was amazed when I saw you too!"

"Let's head to Solo Mio. We can chat and eat there. Phillip, could you please pick up Alice?"

“Of course."

They arrived at Solo Mio Restaurant. Sean parked the car in front and handed the keys to the valet.

"I've ordered our meal ahead of time. Let's head to the private room upstairs."

During the drive, Susanna clung to Norah's arm, continually talking about how much she adored the dresses Norah designed. She loved her beautiful dresses so much that she had mentioned wanting Norah to design some lovely clothes for her.

A sleek black Buick rolled up to the street and came to a gradual halt at the entrance of Solo Mio Restaurant.

Norah and Susanna were chatting, lagging a bit behind, but they quickly turned around when they heard a noise.

Stepping out of the car were Coen and Rhoda.

Exiting the car, they spotted Norah and Susanna at the entrance.

Rhoda furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at them, finding no one else around. With grace, she then stepped out of the car.

"Oh, some people are so fond of visiting spots that don't align with their status. Despite lacking social standing, they persist in going to places beyond their means. Are they perhaps trailing after some influential figure? Oh, why do you bring a woman? Are you both rich?

I heard you're employed at Silver Boulder Private Hospital.

Considering your monthly pay, can you afford a meal here?" Rhoda giggled, covering her mouth with delight.

Coen glanced disapprovingly at Norah. He scorned his future son-in- law's ex-wife and preferred not to associate with her. In his eyes, she was a woman of no value, relying solely on her looks to latch onto a wealthy family.

Being attractive was irrelevant; she was merely seen as a toy for men.

Susanna's expression turned dark instantly under Coen's disapproving stare.

“What's with that Look?"

While Susanna usually had a calm demeanor, she wasn't about to let her pride be trampled in situations like this. She stood up straight.

Despite her young age, she carried herself with such nobility and grace. Her commanding presence even made Coen and Rhoda feel a bit uneasy.

Coen's stern look seemed to ask, "Who do you think you are?"

Rhoda tugged on his arm, saying, "Coen, cooperation matters most.

Let's go inside."

In her view, it was meaningless to bother arguing with two ladies.