The Man Who Never Looked Away novel Chapter 150

Jocelyn parted her lips but swallowed her words.

Lavinia and Saul exchanged a confused glance. Wasn't Charley just a mutual fund salesman?

Just then, the private room door was gently pushed open. The floor manager personally wheeled in a cart, beaming broadly. "Esteemed guests, your Silken Fish is here! May your fortunes rise with the tide!"

The Silken Fish from Nix City was delicate and pure white as snow, completely free of any muddy taste.

Faced with a dazzling array of garnishes, Lavinia didn't know where to start. Charley leaned over and said, "I'll mix it for you."

Before she could even politely decline, he had already pulled her small bowl in front of him, carefully adding the fish, julienned ginger, lemon leaves, and fried taro shreds.

"You don't eat green onions, right?" Charley asked softly.

Lavinia just stared at him.

What exactly was this guy trying to pull? Didn't they agree he was supposed to take care of Director Chandler? Did he get the instructions backward?

"Jocelyn, since you haven't been back in the country for long, let me help you with this."

Saul successfully pulled Jocelyn's attention back. He picked up the silver serving chopsticks and arranged the fish for her, explaining as he went:

"This fish is a specialty local carp. After they catch it from the pond, they keep it in fresh spring water for seven days. It purifies the meat—keeps the rich flavor while entirely removing the muddy taste."

Jocelyn's gaze unwittingly settled on Saul.

Unlike the typical bloated businessmen she dealt with, he possessed a healthy, radiant complexion and a refined, scholarly aura.

"Have you and Charley been friends since high school?" Jocelyn asked.

"Just call me Saul, everyone does," Saul replied. "Charley and I were in the same class for our freshman year before he went abroad. Did you grow up in Blossom City, Jocelyn?"

"I did elementary school here for a few years, but I moved abroad when I was ten," she explained. "My dad wants me to come back and help with the family business, but I don't want to take over just yet."

Saul gave a warm smile. "It's rare to see an heir as outstanding and hardworking as you."

"Out of all the second-generation entrepreneurs in Blossom City, Garnett Harper is the most impressive, isn't he? He grew the Harper Group's assets to over three hundred billion in just a few short years," Jocelyn remarked casually.

The table went dead silent.

Saul forced a smile. "Mr. Harper is certainly quite skilled at business."

"Nothing." Saul pulled his gaze back and looked at her. "Your director is a good person. Stick with her and learn all you can."

Lavinia affectionately linked her arm through his. "Saul, you were amazing today, so incredibly charming. I've never seen you turn on the charm like that. We're definitely going to get that investment."

"Pfft." Saul raised an eyebrow. "I rely on my raw talent, not selling my looks."

"You rely on your raw talent *to* sell your looks," Lavinia teased with a cheeky grin.

Saul raised a hand as if to smack her, and Lavinia quickly dodged backward.

Right on cue, Charley pulled the car up. She waved. "I'm heading out, Saul. Don't miss me too much."

Saul gave Charley—who was sitting in the driver's seat—a highly meaningful look and waved back. "Keep a close eye on things."

Charley gave a lazy wave, not even bothering to speak. As soon as Lavinia was buckled in, he hit the gas and drove off.

Saul stared at the fading taillights, the smile slowly vanishing from his lips.

"Jerk. I treated you like a brother, what exactly is your game here?"