Chapter 481
After about a tenâminute drive, they arrived at Flavor Street No cars were allowed on Flavor Street, so they had to park a mile away and hoof it
Remembering the lesson from before Marcus found a parking spot and parked the car before allowing Cornelia to get out. The two then walked towards Flavor Street
They were both lookers, drawing admiring glances from passersby
Many people mistook them for a married couple, whispering as they passed, âWhat a good looking pair. With genes like that, they have to have a few kidsâ
After being mistaken for a married couple too many times, and with Marcus not showing any annoyance, Cornelia stopped bothering to correct them and subconsciously kept some distance from Marcus
She walked behind him, no longer side by side. But whenever she slowed down, Marcus would slow down too. Whenever she stopped, he would stop. As if he were deliberately not letting her get too far away.
Seeing this, Cornelia could only quicken her pace. She was hoping to reach Flavor Street, finish eating, and get back to the hotel for some rest sooner. So that she wouldnât have to stick close behind Marcus.
True to its reputation, Woodpineâs most famous snack street didnât disappoint. The scent of delicious food wafted into their nostrils as soon as they reached the entrance, making Corneliaâs stomach rumble.
Marcus heard it. âEat whatever you want, donât worry about me.â
Without any further ado, Cornelia turned her head and saw a chicken roll shop on her right, âPresident Hartley, Woodpineâs chicken rolls are quite famous Want to give it a try?
Seeing the anticipation in her eyes, Marcus knew she wanted to eat it. âSure.â
Cornelia waved her hand grandly and bought two chicken rolls, âIâm treating tonight. President Hartley Order whatever you want, donât hold back.â
Marcus looked at the chicken roll she handed him and smiled, âWhy the sudden generosity?â
Cornelia almost glared at him, âWas I stingy before? I just donât waste moneyâ
Marcus thought she was cute when she was upset but didnât dare to vent. âNo, I just thought it was hard to get you to spend money on me.â
Cornelia said confidently, âOf course Who would just hand out their money?â
Marcus nodded, âYouâre right.â
Cornelia took a bite of the chicken roll, the taste of roasted chicken filling her mouth, making her unable to stop
She finished an entire chicken roll in one go, but saw that Marcus hadnât even taken a bite, âPresident Hartley, if you donât like it, give it to me. Donât waste it.â
Marcus wasnât really a fan of this type of food, but since he had promised to accompany her, he wouldnât back out. He took a small bite, finding the chicken roll not as bad as heâd imagined Strictly speaking, the taste was acceptable.