“Sonny wasn’t scared, but I want to live there again. It might not be safe, so please don’t be upset; he didn’t do anything to me,” Liberty reassured Duncan.
Duncan frowned, saying, “He’s after you.”
He assumed that after Liberty lost weight, many men would begin to notice her.
Those who knew he had an interest in her refrained from pursuing her, even if they found Liberty appealing.
However, people who were unaware, like that drunk man, had their eyes on Liberty and were likely attempting to win her over.
Liberty belonged to him!
After waiting so long for Liberty to accept him, he couldn’t allow someone else to take the lead.
“Liberty, you need to move right away. I’ll arrange for someone to help you,” Duncan insisted.
He hoped Liberty would relocate immediately, away from the Dinshasa Community.
“I told Zachary that I bought his house, but I can’t afford it now. The funds I have are limited, and I need to set some aside for activities at the two restaurants,” she explained.
Duncan replied, “…Liberty, you are truly the most stubborn woman I’ve ever met.”
He felt trapped by her determination.
With his status, he had encountered countless beautiful women, yet he was drawn to Liberty in a way that was different.
He loved her deeply.
But he also felt her stubbornness was a helpless trait.
Even Zachary likely couldn’t change her mind.
Zachary might have wanted to gift a villa to someone else, but he couldn’t.
“Did Zachary agree to this?” Duncan asked, doubting his friend would comply.
Liberty replied, “Zachary said he needed to discuss it with Seren.”
Duncan understood, saying, “That makes sense; your brother-in-law has become quite the strict husband.”
Liberty looked at Duncan and said, “If you’re surrounded by ink, you’ll turn black; if you’re near vermilion, you’ll turn red. I suppose I’ll become a disciplined wife in the future and listen to my husband.”
Liberty then urged him, “Mr. Lewis, please eat your breakfast quickly; it won’t taste as good once it gets cold.”
After glancing at the time, she added, “Mr. Lewis, my restaurant will open on schedule. I’ll head there first since it just opened yesterday. I plan to focus on the restaurant for the time being.”
Liberty personally served him breakfast, and Duncan felt quite satisfied.
He replied, “Go ahead and take care of your work. Please reserve a table for me at noon; I’ll come to your restaurant for dinner. Also, get me a card because I intend to be a loyal, long-term customer.”
With a smile, Liberty responded, “Mr. Lewis, you’ve eaten, but I won’t charge you. You’re helping me taste the dishes, and I’ll be preparing new ones daily. You’ll help me determine which dishes are delicious.”
Duncan smiled back, “Alright, I won’t hold back then; I’ll taste the dishes for you as you learn to cook new ones, and I’ll provide honest feedback.”
He wouldn’t misrepresent the food just because of his feelings for her. If something tasted good, it truly did; if it didn’t, it didn’t. She could improve it based on his feedback.