Chapter 47 Are We Here to Eat or Pull Off a Job?

Now that Juliet was finally out of the villa, Ansel appeared to be in high spirits. He showed no sign of concern over the contract issue. This time, without an assistant, he drove Gardenia to Mouthfire Bistro himself. The moment he stepped inside, female diners couldn't help but glance his way. Some even discreetly raised their phones to snap pictures. Gardenia thought the world really was that shallow. If these women knew who Ansel truly was and the things he'd done, she doubted they'd still find him so captivating. "Mr. Leager, should we get a private room?" Being stared at made her uneasy. She could already imagine the whispers and speculations about her identity. "Fleur, are we here to eat or pull off a job?" Ansel frowned slightly in irritation. "They've been staring at you for ages..." She subtly gestured toward a table of women nearby. Unlike her cautious approach, Ansel flicked a glance in their direction before returning to the menu. "At least my looks aren't embarrass