Female Novel
Chapter 1066
"Who taught you to speak like that?"novelbin
Dylan's face hardened, his eyes turning icy. "Don't pick up bad habits from Beck."
Judith pouted, continuing to tug on his arm.
Dylan was a man of integrity and had little patience for women's jealousy games. He focused on his
work and was particularly responsible towards his family.
In his eyes, Judith was just a spoilt girl with no harmful intentions. She was merely a child wanting to be
the center of the universe, and there was nothing wrong with that. After all, she was still young.
"Brother, I was wrong."
She bit her lip, obediently falling silent, knowing that Dylan didn't appreciate her earlier antics.
Dylan's gaze kept wandering toward Maja.
Maja had now strolled to a distant observation deck. The hill was high, offering a grand view of the
night cityscape.
It was as if the Milky Way had cascaded onto the Earth. This was her first time seeing Greenfield from
this vantage point.
As she sat on the stone bench, Ian touched her hair.
"Has your hair grown longer?"
Her hair used to be shoulder-length, but now it could be tied into a ponytail.
He twirled a lock of her hair between his fingers, asking, "Do you want to put it up?"
Maja shook her head but noticed a black hair tie around his wrist.
Ian, who usually only wore a watch, had a hair tie on his wrist today.
Her gaze lingered for a few seconds longer.
Ian suddenly felt embarrassed, "I thought your hair had grown longer, and you might want to tie it
halfway, so I brought a hair tie."
Maja suddenly laughed out loud, inspecting his wrist closely.
The mere trinket, probably worth just a few cents, looked priceless on his slender wrist.
"Ian, can you keep this hair tie on your wrist forever?"
"Do you like it?"
"Mhmm."
"Okay, I'll keep it for you."
Before he could finish his sentence, they heard footsteps approaching. Someone was calling them to
come and eat the king crab.
Seafood was best enjoyed hot, or it wouldn't taste as good.
He held Maja's hand, walking without hesitation towards the main table.
The chef had already brought the crab on a platter. The crab meat fell off at the slightest touch.
Maja took a bite and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.
Other people were sitting at the table, all enjoying the seafood. However, these delicacies were too
common for them, probably not as enticing as a bowl of instant noodles. So, when they saw Maja's
expression, someone snickered.
But with Ian sitting there, no one dared to say anything.
Once Judith’s crab was ready, she sat a meter away from Maja.
With a coquettish tone, she said, "Ms. Pennyfeather is easily pleased. A plate of king crab, and you're
on cloud nine."
Ian's face immediately darkened, "One should not speak while eating. Didn't the Sanders family teach
you that?"
Tears welled up in Judith's eyes as she leaned towards Dylan.
"Brother."
Dylan's gaze shifted to Ian. Since he had arrived, the two hadn't exchanged a single word.
He didn't like Ian, and the feeling was mutual.
"Mr. Raymond, your words are a bit harsh. She was just expressing concern."
When he finished speaking, Maja asked, "I heard Ms. Sanders has a heart condition. Did the doctor
give a timeline?"
Seeing Dylan's face darken further, she smiled at him, "I'm just worried about Ms. Sanders's health and
expressing concern."
She threw Dylan's words back at him, leaving him dumbfounded.
When he finally recovered, he furrowed his brows, only to see Judith slam the table.
"Maja, who do you think you are?"
But she was met with a stern rebuke from two men, "Shut up."
One from Ian, and one from Dylan.
Dylan rubbed his temples, "Don't talk like that to your peers."
Tears welled up in Judith's eyes, "Brother, are you not on my side?"
"I am."
He took a napkin and wiped her cheek. Seeing her real tears, he was taken aback.
"Judy, if you're unhappy, I'll take you out alone. I'll postpone my work for a few days and let Beck come
to keep you company. You can go wherever you want, and there's no need to argue with people."
Judith felt much better, sobbing softly.
"Brother, you mean it, right? I don't have to stoop to her level."
Other people at the table also showed their concern.
"Ms. Sanders, try this. It's a Michelin-star recipe, a new creation by the chef."
"Ms. Sanders, my family recently built a hotel in the desert. If you like novelty, you can go and
experience it, all for free."
With Judith crying, everyone was attending to her.
She smirked at Maja, cocking her eyebrow slightly.
If Maja were upset, this group would only ridicule her. That was the difference between them.
How pitiful.
She chuckled inwardly. She didn't really want to cry. She knew her brother and mother spoiled her
without limits. They were willing to back her up as long as she didn't commit a crime.
Judith was a brat, but she was their brat.