Chapter 250


    “See you tomorrow.” Romeo lifted her face and gave her a peck, then left.


    She had a busy day at thepany.


    After work, Arabe taught Molly some design techniques and tips. Before they knew it, it was already


    past eight in the evening.


    “Ms. Bet, let me treat you to dinner.” Molly felt really guilty. “You’ve taught me so many methods


    and tricks, and you have apetition tomorrow. I have to treat you tonight.”


    “Let’s just grab something quick.” Arabe checked the time; she still had to go home and see her


    brother. “What’s good around here?”


    “The only thing nearby is a barbecue joint, but their food is super tasty.”


    Molly was happily saying this when she suddenly realized something and quickly stopped herself.


    “Never mind, let’s go somewhere else.” “Let’s just go there.”


    “Huh?” Molly felt that the environment there didn’t suit Ms. Bet’s status.


    But Arabe picked up the bag Romeo had prepared for her and said, “Let’s go.”


    “Ms. Bet, what’s in that bag?” Molly had never seen her carry such a cute bag, shaped like a little


    bunny.


    Unexpectedly, it looked pretty good in Ms. Bet’s hand.


    “Personal items.” Arabe thought of that man, and her eyes softened.


    From thepany to the barbecue joint, it was only a ten–minute walk.


    At this time of day, not many people were eating. Molly asked about Arabe’s preferences and


    ordered quite a bit of food. She sat at the small table, took out two tissues, and wiped Arabe’s table


    clean, then her own.


    “Ms. Bet, I’m a bit nervous about thepetition tomorrow.” Molly was afraid she wouldn’t do well


    and embarrass Arabe.


    “Just treat it like any other day.” Arabe’s gaze softened. “You’ll do great.”


    In a while, the shopkeeper came over with a few small tes and said, “Miss, your barbecue is ready.”


    “Thank you, Ms. Bet. Can you smell how good it is?” Molly picked up a wing and handed it to


    Arabe, saying, “This one’s yours.”


    “Thank you.” Arabe took it: “Youe here often?”


    It seemed like she was pretty familiar with the owner.


    “Mm.” Molly smiled and said, “Sometimes when I work until eleven or twelve at night, I’d stop by here


    for some barbecue to satisfy my cravings, and I’d take some home for my mom too.”


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    The owner had been running this ce for half a year. Molly often came, and they became friends after


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    chatting for a while. Arabe was about to say something about her family background when suddenly,


    five or six cars pulled over, and more than twenty thugs with clubs jumped out and surrounded them.


    “Who are you?” Molly was surprised and instinctively grabbed Arabe’s clothes. “You’ve got the wrong


    people, right?”


    The leader of the men looked at Arabe and then at Molly, confirming it was them.


    He waved his hand, and his men rushed forward with their clubs as if they were going to beat them to


    death.


    In an instant,


    Arabe quickly pulled Molly up. Several sticks fell where they were sitting. Luckily, they stood up


    immediately; otherwise, they would have been hit in the head.


    “Did you guys mistake us for someone else?” Molly was being dragged along by Arabe, looking at


    the table being knocked over, with fallen barbecue and drinks dirtying Arabe’s bunny bag.


    Just as Arabe was about to pick it up, several sticks were smashed towards their heads at the same


    time. Fortunately, she had quick reflexes, and she pulled Molly away from this sudden attack, even


    managing to knock out a few of the troublemakers in the process.


    “Stop, please stop.” The stall owner was scared out of his wits and hurriedly came out to plead, “I’m


    just trying to do a little business here; please show some mercy; stop hitting. That chair is brand new,


    and so is the table. They’re just two young girls; could you please spare them?”