Chapter 1917

"Alone, sir?" the manager asked.

"Nobody else showed up?" Garland asked.

"No, sir. It's been empty." The manager tried to usher him in.

Garland hesitated, somewhat upset about Drake's stunt.

He took out his phone and called Liza. "What is going on? You didn't set up the meeting with Drake?"

"I texted him."

"Did he reply?"

"Nope, but nobody turns down my invitation."

"You win. I'm done."

He hung up, and the manager asked, "Still dining, sir?"

"Hell yeah. I spent half a month's allowance on this," he replied.

To impress everyone, he had booked the whole place. If he'd known Drake wouldn't show, he would have picked a cheap diner.

That afternoon, he told Liza what happened. For more chapters visit find{n}ovel.net

When she heard Drake blow her off, she was livid. "That jerk! How dare he ignore me?"

"Yeah. Pissed me off too. I ate too much for lunch," Garland hiccupped.

Liza's face darkened further. "If Dad were here, he would have been begging for forgiveness."

"Totally. Who'd dare cross you? They'd be toast," Garland echoed, but in his mind, he gave Drake a thumbs-up.

Someone finally stood up to their family's little tyrant.

This engagement couldn't end just like that. It was so entertaining.

Liza had no clue what Garland was thinking. She was already planning another chance to humiliate Drake.

Just then, their parents returned.

Liza glanced at a panting Bert and blinked.

He was older than Marian, but he was always spirited, unlike someone in their sixties.

Her eyes welled up, though she didn't know why. It just felt good to see him. "What's got my girl crying?" Bert noticed. "Garland, did you bully her?"

"I didn't," Garland protested.

"You little brat, picking on her," Marian joined in, and they each grabbed one of Garland's ears.

"Who's messing with my girl? I'll take them out. You're grown, and you still don't look out for Liza? What did I teach you?" Marian scolded.

"Ow, I'm sorry. I'll look out for her," Garland yelped.

Liza watched with an unreal feeling.