The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1322

"Sure." Since it was just serving food, Dewitt didn't refuse.

"Do you want roasted potatoes?"

Dewitt held up her plate, looking at Yolanda.

Yolanda blushed deeply. "Yes, please. Thank you."

Her voice was as quiet as a mouse. In contrast, Dewitt came across as overly assertive.

He loaded her plate with a massive portion, piling it high with a heavy mix of roasted potatoes and thick cuts of brisket.

There was no way Yolanda could finish it all, so she cast a helpless, pleading look at her cousin.

Mable slid her own plate over, and Yolanda gratefully shared half the heavy meal with her.

"Dewitt, I heard you work abroad?" Prompted by a nudge from her cousin, Yolanda tried to strike up a conversation.

"Yeah."

Dewitt kept his head down, focused intensely on devouring his meal.

He had been working hard all morning and was legitimately starving.

Plus, the catering was absolutely phenomenal, and he had zero intention of missing out on a single dish.

Watching him eat, Yolanda didn't find him uncouth; instead, she felt that a man with such a hearty appetite exuded a strong sense of security.

Patti, however, kept shooting frantic eye signals at her son, silently begging him to act a bit more refined.

Unfortunately, Dewitt acted as if he were completely blind to her hints.

When he was out in the corporate world, wearing his gold-rimmed glasses, he certainly looked the part of a refined gentleman. But when Boss Dewitt smiled, people trembled.

He could play the polished executive, but his subordinates were terrified of that exact demeanor!

Coming back to his hometown, Dewitt was purposely showcasing his rougher, unpolished side.

He had worn the mask of a ruthless businessman for too long; he just wanted to be free and comfortable at home.

"So, what exactly do you do abroad?"

Yolanda mustered her courage to continue the conversation.

Patti had wanted to intervene and help her son, but remembering that he rarely interacted with women despite his age, she secretly kicked his shin under the table, silently demanding he stop being so cold.

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