Chapter 601: Chapter 601



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Boyce denied.

“Okay, let’s go eat. This matter is settled.” Miller knew his daughter had been exposed by his wife and he was sorry.

But it was useless to cry over spilled milk. What was meant to be, will be and you can’t force anything.

You can’t force fate. Although he had wanted Boyce to marry his daughter, at least today his wife could at last abandon her hopes.

As for his daughter, he could only give her to another man.

Miller liked Boyce and had hoped he would become her son-in-law, but that was not to be.

Now that his daughter was also a divorcee, the more so he could not expect her to be.

He would be satisfied if his daughter could find someone decent.

“Come, let’s eat. Don’t be formal.” Miller said to Jasmine, “Cat got your tongue? You were so talkative last time, what happened to you today?” Miller liked Jasmine because she had spunk and confidence.

Jasmine smiled, “Last time I was too anxious and worried you would punish him.”

Miller smiled and asked, “You must have been the one who asked Boyce out first.” She knew Boyce very well and even when rumors swirled about him, she never believed he was guilty of it.

“No, it was me who asked her out first.” Boyce was quick to respond.

He wanted to protect Jasmine’s dignity.

Besides, she was the one who was helping him today.

She couldn’t let others think that way about her.

Miller chuckled, “So your icy heart has finally thawed out?” The Boyce he knew was very reserved.

Boyce must have really liked him to initiate the relationship.

Miller glanced at Jasmine.

She was young, beautiful and had an interesting personality.

She gave the impression of being someone independent and self-confident.

“Boyce doesn’t have any relatives here. So you have to take good care of him.” said Miller to Jasmine.

Jasmine smiled and replied, “I will.” As she gave Boyce a look. She really hoped that she would be the one to take care of Boyce.

“Boyce, look how my father cares for you. He treats you like you’re his son.” Wendy said sarcastically and continued, “My father doesn’t have any sons. Why don’t you become his son? He can even help you in your career.” What Wendy said was inappropriate.

Miller’s expression changed and he said sternly, “Eat or get out. Don’t stir up trouble here. You’ve been divorced. Do you expect others to give in to you all the time?”

“Why are you so upset? Wendy hasn’t said anything. Why do you have to get so upset?” Mrs. Miller tried to calm the situation and continued, “She’s upset about her divorce and didn’t choose her words well. Don’t get upset because of her.”

Miller was upset and did not speak.

Boyce sensed that the atmosphere had worsened. He got up with Jasmine and said, “I just realized I have something to attend to. Please excuse us.”

Miller replied solemnly, “Please don’t be offended.”

“Don’t think about it. I truly thank you for your continued guidance.” Boyce bowed to Miller respectfully. Regardless of what Wendy said, he would always be grateful for Miller’s continued mentorship. Nothing would change his respect for Miller, least of all what had happened today.

“That’s because of your own abilities. If you had none, I wouldn’t even consider you. Give me a chance another day.” Miller and Alan Meyer were men of integrity and would not allow their professionalism to be tarnished by nepotism.

If Boyce didn’t have the right skills, he would never have promoted him. Miller was impressed with Boyce’s talent.

Boyce responded, “Come to my house and I’ll cook for you.”

Miller laughed, “Oh? Can you cook?”

“I’ve been single for a long time. As long as you’re not picky, I’ll make sure you enjoy my cooking.” joked Boyce.

“I can’t wait. See ya.” Miller waved goodbye.

Boyce waved goodbye to Miller and Mrs. Miller before leaving with Jasmine.

When Boyce had left, Miller’s expression worsened and he demanded, “Speak up, what did you intend?”

Wendy clutched her hair in frustration and was speechless.

“You were the one who wasn’t satisfied with him. From what I know about Boyce, he would have treated you very well and taken very good care of us. But you refused to listen to me. So now, after all you’ve been through, you regret it?” Miller snorted angrily and continued, “Don’t you know what damage you’ve done to yourself and your father’s dignity by what you’ve done? What will Boyce think of us now?”

He clarified once again, “All of Boyce’s accomplishments were due to his own abilities and not because I had favored him.”

It was true that Miller had recommended Boyce to be the assistant superintendent, but he was certainly qualified to fill that position. What his daughter had said that night seemed to suggest that Boyce could not get to that position without his support.

Miller was very upset because it seemed to suggest that Miller had engaged in nepotism and was therefore unprofessional.

“Okay, it’s because of his divorce…”

“So you’re using divorce as an excuse?” Miller interrupted his wife, as he knew she was trying to make excuses for his daughter. But, even if he was in a bad mood, he shouldn’t hurt others with such sinister comments. “Tell me!”

Mrs. Miller was silent and did not answer. She knew her husband could read people well and saw that Boyce was honest and ambitious. It was her daughter who didn’t take advantage of the opportunity and now she couldn’t blame anyone.

“When did Boyce start a relationship, why hadn’t he mentioned it before?” asked Mrs. Miller.

Miller, frustrated, banged his chopsticks on the table and angrily stood up, “Why, now I have to report it to you?” He stormed out of the dining room.

Mrs. Miller asked Wendy, “You weren’t interested in Boyce, so why did you talk to him this way? Look how you’ve upset your father.”

Wendy apologized, “I’m sorry, Mom, I don’t know what made me do that.”

In fact, she felt that Boyce’s accomplishments had been due to his father’s influence, for which Boyce should be grateful to them. Thus, she felt she always had the opportunity to be with Boyce. When Boyce brought Jasmine to dinner, she suddenly felt slighted and became frustrated.

“Are you upset because he brought his girlfriend?” Mrs. Miller asked. She wasn’t sure how Wendy felt about Boyce.

If she was interested in Boyce, why had she turned him down in the past, but if she wasn’t, why did she react that way tonight? Mrs. Miller was dumbfounded.

“No.” Wendy denied.

Mrs. Miller couldn’t bear to question Wendy any further as she knew Wendy was still in a bad mood about her recent divorce.

“Go apologize to your father to calm him down.” Mrs. Miller advised her daughter.

“Why does Dad like Boyce so much, would Boyce be his illegitimate son?” joked Wendy.

“What are you talking about?” Mrs. Miller immediately reproached, “What if your father found out?” Mrs. Miller was sure of her husband’s character. He was not a womanizer who fooled around.

“I’m just kidding. He definitely treats Boyce better than he treats me.” It was clear he hadn’t thought about her feelings tonight.

“Of course your father loves you. He does like Boyce, but he was so worried about you that he couldn’t sleep all night when you got divorced. I’m asking your father to come over and continue his dinner.” Mrs. Miller looked to Wendy to make peace with her father. Wendy obediently got up and went to comfort her father.

Boyce and Jasmine got into the car and left immediately. He was solemn as he drove the car.

Jasmine asked curiously about Wendy and Boyce’s relationship, “How well do you know her?” She sounded like she did.

Boyce replied, “I guess.”

“So she likes you, that’s why…”

Boyce interrupted Jasmine as he knew what she was wondering, “She doesn’t like me. We were introduced, but she didn’t think I was right for her.” Even he was perplexed by what happened tonight.

“Really?” Jasmine still thought Wendy liked Boyce.

Boyce smiled, “You don’t believe me?”

Jasmine denied and then asked, “Where are we going now?”

“Back to your college.” Boyce said calmly.

Jasmine asked curiously, “Aren’t you buying me dinner? After all, I helped you tonight and pretended to be your girlfriend all afternoon. I’m starving.”

Boyce came to his senses and awkwardly replied, “What do you like to eat, my treat.”

“Your call, since you’re paying for it.” Jasmine laughed.

“Okay.” Boyce hardly ever went to fancy restaurants unless he was with Armand and Matthew. He was a server and his standard of living was incomparable to the two of them. However, since Jasmine had helped him, he wanted to pick a nice place to have dinner with Jasmine.

When they entered the restaurant, Boyce said to Jasmine, “Go ahead, order whatever you want, it’s on me.”

“Great, Thanks!” replied Jasmine enthusiastically.

“I hardly splurge.” She laughed, as she rarely went to such nice restaurants on her own.

Previously Jasmine had been to such upscale restaurants as a waitress, but never as a diner.

The waiter led them to a quiet corner and presented them with the menu.

“She’ll order,” Boyce said to the waiter.

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