?<strong>Chapter 561:</strong>


    At noon, Belinda received another lunch prepared by Lucas.


    As usual, she gave it to a nurse she was friends with.


    “Belinda, are you really giving me this fancy lunch again?” Angie asked, swallowing hard.


    “Yes, you can have it,” Belinda said with a nod.


    “Alright then, I won’t say no! Thanks, Belinda!” Angie said, smiling.


    Belinda took out her phone, unblocked Lucas’s number, and called him.


    “Belinda.” Lucas answered the call quickly, his voice conveying his joy.


    “Don’t send me food anymore. Even if you do, I won’t eat it,” Belinda stated coldly.


    There was a brief pause before Lucas responded, “Whether you eat it is up to you. Whether I send it to you is up to me.”


    Belinda frowned, her impatience evident. “Whatever!” she snapped, ending the call.


    She then promptly blocked Lucas’s number.


    In the afternoon, Belinda was swamped with work and hadn’t had a chance to check her phone.


    When she finally found a moment to rest, she noticed she had two missed calls from the same number.


    The sight of the number made her eyebrows twitch slightly.


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    She returned the call.


    Two minutester, she ended the call, her expression etched withplex emotions.


    The caller had invited her to dinner to discuss something important.


    Belinda had agreed.


    After her shift, she drove to the agreed-upon location.


    Upon entering the private dining room, she noticed that the person was already there.


    Belinda approached, took a seat across from the person, and said, “Car.”


    The person who had invited her was Car.


    Car greeted Belinda warmly.


    This was the first time Belinda and Car were dining alone together.


    Soon, a waiter appeared to take their orders.


    Belinda and Car each selected two dishes and then handed the menus back to the waiter.


    The waiter then said, “Ladies, the dish with artichokes is a specialty here and very popr. Would you like to try it?”


    Car looked at Belinda and asked, “Do you want to try it?”


    Belinda shook her head. “No. I’m allergic to artichokes.”


    Car paused for a moment, a flicker of surprise crossing her face as she regarded Belinda.


    Car was a bit shocked.


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