Seeing that Grace was annoyed, Becky suddenly felt that she was very cute.
"What's wrong?"
Becky said with a smile.
"Mr. Becky, they said they were not familiar with you, so they didn't want to come." Grace felt wronged.
"It's okay. I'll go by myself." Becky said calmly.
After all, he was just asking.
However, Grace suddenly raised her head and said, "Mr. Becky, I'll go with you. Anyway, I took them around pretty much, regardless of them!"
After saying that, Grace suddenly opened the door and got in.
Becky was not a fool. Of course, he could tell that Grace must have been having an unpleasant affair with her friends.
But he didn't ask more and started the car soon.
"What would you like for dinner? Seafood or French cuisine?"
"Mr. Becky, I know there's a pretty good spaghetti. How about we go there?"
"Okay, show me the way."
Then Becky drove to the Italy restaurant mentioned by Grace.
On the way, the two quickly chatted.
"Mr. Becky, why are you here?"
Grace wondered.