Chapter 487
Pearl and her friends entered the ballroom and took their seats.
Mister Derek was the first to stand up and raise his glass. He seemed to have had a few too many drinks, as his cheeks were flushed. “Today marks the completion of our drama ‘When I Met You.’ Let’s all enjoy ourselves since everyone has worked hard!”
Mobius continued to heap food onto Esther’s plate, prompting her to protest, “Mobius, stop it. I’ve told you countless times that I’m on a diet. I can’t eat anymore!”
“Why are you dieting? You’re not even fat.”
Esther exaggerated, “I’m not? Are you blind, Mobius? Have you seen any artists weighing over 110 pounds?”
Mobius knew Esther had gained some weight for this drama, even Her face had become slightly rounder. But to him, she still looked slim.
Esther might have had a youthful face, but she was pretty tall, close to five feet seven. At around 110 pounds, she was nicely proportioned and looked rather slender.
“So what? It doesn’t matter to me,” Mobius muttered under his breath.
But Esther heard him. “What did you say, Mobius? I heard that. I knew you secretly liked me and wanted to be with me, but you’re too embarrassed to admit it!”
“Quit yapping and eat up.” Mobius gave her a stern look and lightly knocked her head.
Esther didn’t refuse this time; she opened up and ate heartily. Mobius had made it clear that he didn’t mind, so what was there to worry about?
“Enough with this dieting nonsense! Get out of my mind!” Esther thought, frustrated with her own thoughts.
Watching the two of them flirt, Pearl felt like a mother watching her daughter grow up.
Richard was also busy serving food to Pearl, paying attention to her preferences and using separate utensils while serving her.
“I don’t like papaya, Richard…” Pearl looked at the mound of food on her plate, feeling just as baffled as Esther. It seemed like Richard had lost his mind, serving her a large bowl of tapioca papaya milk, as if he was putting her on a lactation diet.
Richard glanced below her neck and said nonchalantly, “You should take good care of yourself.
“What are you trying to say, Richard?” Pearl chuckled, nearly grinding her teeth in frustration.
Suddenly, an idea for revenge crossed her mind. She picked up a piece of sauteed pork from her plate and placed it on Richard’s plate. “Here, have some. They say you are what you eat. This will make you stronger.”
The people sitting nearby were surprised by the conversation and leaned in to listen closely.
“Am I weak now?” Richard narrowed his eyes, his tone laced with danger.
Pearl knew she had said something that could provoke any man, but he was the one who had
irritated her.
“How would I know? I haven’t tried.” As soon as those words left her mouth, Pearl realized her mistake. Why had she asked Richard such a foolish question?
“Well, why don’t we put it to the test tonight and see if I’m strong?” Surprisingly, instead of getting angry, Richard chuckled.
“Actually, you’re doing quite well already.” Pearl nodded with sincerity. “Believe me, I’ve always had faith in you, so you don’t have to do such unnecessary things.”
Richard nodded with a satisfied expression. “Great.” He had only been teasing her, but seeing her usually confident smile falter slightly actually pleased him.
