"Thank you for your concern, Lady Ainley, it has been resolved,"
Adam Jones was very satisfied with Robert Green’s reaction, but didn’t welcome his presence at the moment, so he said, "Give me the keys, you can go back now."
"Alright, President Jones, I hope you and Lady Ainley enjoy yourselves, I’ll take my leave."
That obsequious look on his face made Elly Campbell want to curse him as a bootlicker, who would want to have fun with someone like Adam Jones.
Adam Jones had no idea what Elly Campbell was thinking at the moment. He took the car keys and glanced at Elly Campbell, saying, "Weren’t you going to treat me to a meal? Get in the car."
Elly Campbell didn’t hesitate and stepped forward to pull open the rear car door when she heard Adam Jones say, "Sit in the front."
Without arguing with Adam Jones, Elly Campbell obediently walked to the passenger seat and sat down.
The car slowly stopped in front of a pure Chinese-style restaurant. Elly Campbell got out of the car with him, and immediately a doorman hurried forward to greet him, "Mr. Jones."
The man glanced at Elly Campbell intentionally or unintentionally, took the keys from Adam Jones’s hand, and after the two of them went in, whispered to his colleague with a smile, "It’s the first time I’ve seen President Jones appear in public with a woman other than Miss Jones."
"What’s so strange about that? The lady just now was so beautiful, and she looked quite well-matched standing next to President Jones."
"That’s true. For a successful person like President Jones, it would be abnormal not to have a woman by his side."
Their whispered discussions, though quiet, were still faintly overheard by Elly Campbell. Her eyebrows tightened imperceptibly, but Adam Jones, from the moment he entered, had maintained a steady expression, as if he hadn’t heard the two people talking at all.
"This way please, for the two of you."
The waiter guided them to a seat by the window and handed them the menu.
"What would you like to eat?"
The female waitress sneakily admired Adam Jones’s handsome face at close range, her face turning red, and looked at Elly Campbell with undeniable envy.
If only she were the lady sitting here, having the fortune to dine with President Jones, that would be the blessing of several lifetimes.
If Elly Campbell knew what the waitress was thinking, she would certainly volunteer to give away that fortune of dozens of lifetimes.
"What would you like to eat?"
Adam Jones didn’t take the menu, but instead looked at Elly Campbell in front of him.
"Isn’t it my treat? Order whatever you want, President Jones,"
Elly Campbell said, slightly tilting her chin.
Adam Jones looked at her face, now lacking the earlier professionalism and instead carrying a subtle hint of childishness. He couldn’t help but curve his lips slightly.
Leaning in, he couldn’t resist reaching out to pinch her delicate chin and said softly, "Quite generous."
Impatiently swatting away his hand from her chin, she snapped, "If you’re going to eat, then hurry up and order!"
Adam Jones nonchalantly curved his thin lips and obediently started to order, when at that moment, Elly Campbell’s phone started ringing.
Adam Jones instinctively raised his eyes to glance at her. Seeing her pick up the phone and spot the bouncing phone number on the screen, contempt flashed in his eyes, and she answered the call, "CEO Campbell."
"Elly Campbell, where are you right now?"
On the phone, the furious voice of James Campbell came through, and although Elly Campbell hadn’t put him on speaker, Adam Jones could hear James Campbell’s enraged voice, causing his handsome brows to involuntarily twist.
"I’m having a meal. What, can CEO Campbell not afford to eat, and you need me to treat you?"