Chapter 648 - 645: Lifting a Rock to Smash One’s Own Foot

Chapter 648: Chapter 645: Lifting a Rock to Smash One’s Own Foot

When Clara and Skylar Hayes returned to the others, Marcus Jarvis immediately asked in a gentle voice, "Skylar, are you okay?"

Since he knew about the complicated relationship between Skylar Hayes, Jean Jarvis, and Cedric Grant, he understood her earlier actions.

After all, an encounter like this was bound to be awkward. What’s more, she was the one who had been abandoned; seeing her ex-husband and his current wife acting so affectionate would naturally be hurtful.

Skylar Hayes lifted her gaze to him, smiling faintly as she shook her head. "I’m fine."

"Really fine? From the look on your face, you don’t seem fine at all." Jean Jarvis’s tone was still unfriendly as she shot Skylar Hayes a sidelong glance. "Skylar, if you’re really that uncomfortable, we can just forget about having dinner together."

’It wasn’t like she actually wanted to eat with Skylar Hayes and her group anyway. If they really did have dinner together, who’s to say who would be more miserable? Besides, if Marcus Jarvis and Skylar Hayes really did get together, she’d have to call her ’cousin-in-law.’’

’On top of that, Cedric Grant had his sights set on Skylar Hayes and her daughter, trying everything he could think of to get close to them. Wouldn’t eating together be giving him exactly what he wanted?’

’And on top of all that, her Chloe was dead set on marrying Miles Quinn to join the Quinn Family, but she could never make it happen. Clara, on the other hand, had effortlessly married Seth Quinn and become the wife of the Quinn family’s eldest heir.’

’Seeing Clara and Seth Quinn so lovey-dovey, how could she not be filled with resentment!’

’That was why she had only suggested it because she was sure Skylar Hayes would refuse to eat with them.’

"We’ll eat. Why wouldn’t we? Since you’re Uncle Jarvis’s cousin, we can’t exactly refuse and cause you to lose face, not for his sake, right?" Clara said immediately, refusing to give her a chance to back out.

"Skylar, is that okay with you?" Marcus Jarvis turned to Skylar Hayes again, seeking her opinion.

Skylar Hayes was the one in the most awkward position, so he had to consider her feelings.

"Of course... it’s fine. I don’t mind." Skylar Hayes replied with a smile after catching Clara’s eye.

Jean Jarvis opened her mouth to say something, but ultimately no sound came out.

An annoyed expression crossed her face. ’How could Skylar Hayes have agreed? When did she develop such a thick skin? She’s really okay with eating with the ex-husband who abandoned her and her rival?’

Jean Jarvis felt like she had just shot herself in the foot!

The group found a table and sat down, and a waiter came over to take their order.

Marcus Jarvis took the menu and handed it to Skylar Hayes. "Skylar, why don’t you order first."

Skylar Hayes didn’t take the menu, saying with a smile, "Why don’t you order for me? You know what I like, anyway."

"All right, I’ll order for you." Marcus Jarvis opened the menu and said to the waiter, "For this lady, an order of the foie gras, an Italian vegetable soup, and a filet mignon, medium-well. I’ll have the same, but with my filet mignon medium-rare."

After ordering, Marcus Jarvis handed the menu to Cedric Grant, who was sitting opposite him. "We’re all set. You guys go ahead."

Cedric Grant took the menu and placed it in front of Jean Jarvis. "You order."

Jean Jarvis, seeing how gentle and thoughtful Marcus Jarvis was being toward Skylar Hayes, wanted to put on her own display of affection. She pushed the menu back to Cedric Grant and said with a smile, "Why don’t you order for me? You know what I like."

To her surprise, Cedric Grant didn’t take it. He looked impatient. "Oh, come on. You always insist on ordering yourself, afraid I’ll pick something you don’t like. Just do it yourself."

Jean Jarvis was so furious she almost choked. ’So what if I usually insist on ordering? Couldn’t he at least put on a show in front of other people? He wasn’t giving me any face at all!’