Chapter 164 Being Targeted

Amelie took Lamont to one of her favorite French restaurants. The dishes in their house were very uncommon, but every dish was in line with Amelie's taste. This was supposed to be her secret base, and even Emilee didn't share it with her. Amelie didn't know what was wrong with her, and she brought Lamont over as soon as her head got hot, and Lamont hadn't said the reason for his sneer until now. Amelie didn't bother to ask or guess, anyway, the relationship between the two of them was nothing but hostility. "The atmosphere of this French restaurant is good, I hope Mr. Byron will not dislike it." Lamont hated Amelie's eccentric attitude, staring at her nonchalant face for a long time without replying. "Sir, buy your girlfriend a bouquet of flowers." A soft and waxy child's voice came from next to his ears, and Lamont and Amelie looked at the little guy at the table at the same time. "