CHAPTER 65: CHAPTER 65: WHAT TYPE DO YOU LIKE?

The Flavor Crucible.

The woman looked at Julian Lancaster with admiration in her eyes.

He just sat there quietly, tall and handsome, exuding a strong sense of oppression, his eyes cold and sharp, with an aura of celibacy surrounding him.

A man like this can easily stir a woman’s heart, making them flock toward him.

What’s more, he is the most promising heir of the Lancaster Family, with status, wealth, and an indescribable masculine charm.

Fiona Rhodes blushed quietly. When her father sent her to Veridia for a matchmaking meeting, she was reluctant. Who would have thought that Julian Lancaster would be so perfect—far superior to those playboys in Crestfall.

"President Lancaster, Elder Lancaster said you are usually very busy and have no time to return to Crestfall, so I ventured to come, hoping you wouldn’t mind."

Julian Lancaster coldly regarded the woman before him, a mocking arc on his thin lips, "If you knew it was a bold move, you shouldn’t have come."

He worked at Zenith, and his grandfather suddenly sent a woman over, saying she was here for a matchmaking meeting and even appointed him to take her to dinner.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be sitting here now.

Fiona Rhodes’ face stiffened upon hearing Julian Lancaster’s words.

She did not expect him to be so unkind, speaking without the slightest care for her feelings.

Yet, she liked such a man—he didn’t flatter those in power, unlike those who usually tried to curry favor with her.

Far from being angry, Fiona found Julian Lancaster even more attractive.

Julian Lancaster originally wanted Nina Sinclair to handle this, but considering her unresolved issue with Vincent Lancaster, and how hard it would be to fool his grandfather, it wasn’t the right time.

So, he decided to deal with this himself for now.

Fiona quickly composed herself, smiling again, "President Lancaster, you really know how to joke."

"I never joke."

"..."

At this moment, the room door knocked, and a waiter came in to serve the meal, easing the tension in the air.

"Here’s the couple’s meal you ordered, please enjoy."

The waiter bowed and withdrew with the tray.

Fiona glanced up, discreetly observing Julian Lancaster.

The couple’s meal was deliberately ordered by her, just to see how he would react.

But so far, he seemed indifferent.

The suit Julian Lancaster wore seemed ordinary in texture, not revealing any brand, yet his noble demeanor made one overlook everything else.

Fiona wanted to catch his attention, carefully minding every word and action, full of the noble elegance of a wealthy family’s daughter.

She picked up the knife and fork and said softly, "President Lancaster, let’s eat."

Julian glanced at his watch, furrowing his brow, stood up, and said, "I have a meeting tonight, you eat by yourself. I’ve already paid the bill."

After saying that, he mercilessly opened the door and left.

Fiona watched his departing back in shock. What kind of meeting takes place in the evening?

He definitely doesn’t like me.

She snorted dissatisfied and took out her phone to call her father.

Julian Lancaster reached the door, opened the car door, intending to drive away, when he received a call from Old Master Lancaster.

"Brat! Did you leave Miss Rhodes in the restaurant?"

Such quick news, someone must have tattled.

Julian Lancaster’s lips curled into a mocking arc, "Mm, she’s not suitable, I don’t like this type."

"Then what type do you like? I can’t believe that there isn’t a single person in all of Crestfall you like!" Old Master Lancaster roared with a robust voice.

What type do I like?

A slender figure suddenly appeared in Julian’s mind.