Chapter 225 Fondue House
In front of everyone, Alfie suddenly pulled out a durian and a keyboard. Then, he set them down on the ground.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
“What the hell is this? Is he about to smash the keyboard on the durian?”
“Hey, Jude, I didn’t forget what I promised you. See? Keyboard here, durian there. Pick one, and I’ll kneel on it. Let’s just call it even, alright? Please?”
Alfie gave Jude a pitiful look, practically begging.
Last time, Jude let Alfie off because of Tilda, so Alfie didn’t need to fly over to apologize in person. But he knew his friend well–Jude held grudges. When it came to the girl Jude liked, he was ten times worse. He’d better apologize now than wind up mysteriously gone later.
Jude just looked at Alfie like he was the dumbest guy.
“Cut it out, Alfie. You’re embarrassing yourself. Do it in private.”
Maurice walked over and smacked Alfie on the back of the head.
“Damn it, Maurice! That hurt! Trying to kill me?” Alfie looked like he wanted to pounce on Maurice. “I’m scared of Jude, not you, punk. Sneak-attacking me? No manners at all!”
“We’re leaving.” Jude’s cold voice cut through, not interested in their clowning around. He wasn’t rushing back tonight to watch Alfie kneel on anything.
“Hey, Jude, don’t walk so fast! Wait up!”
“Come on, he’s heading to see his girl. No time for your circus.”
“Screw you, Maurice! You think I’m soft just because I’m not pissed? Wanna get smacked?”
The three vanished from sight.
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It took the crowd a while to recover. They were breathing hard with pale faces. Some had even forgotten to breathe for a moment.
“Wait, Jude? Could that be Jude Bell from DY Group?”
“Holy crap, did I just miss my chance? If I’d known, I would’ve walked up no matter what!”
Jude and the others followed Tilda’s pin until they reached a busy area. Cars couldn’t get through the crowds, so they had to go on foot.
“Uh, Jude, are you sure Tilda sent the right spot?” Alfie looked around, baffled. Sure, the street was buzzing with life, all down-to-earth and noisy. But eating here? That didn’t truly fit their usual status. Wasn’t Alfie’s Sky Dining good enough?
Jude didn’t bother answering. He just kept walking until they arrived at a cheese fondue place. He ignored everyone’s admiration and attention and texted Tilda.
“I’m here. Are you in Granny’s Fondue House?”
“Yep! Wait for me at the door–I’m coming down.”
Granny’s Fondue House was super popular. Tables spilled outside. People sat around shirtless, knocking back beers, laughing, eating nonstop. Jude and his friends looked completely out of place.
Maurice and Jude stayed cool as always. Alfie, though, kept glancing everywhere curiously.
Maurice rolled his eyes. “Seriously? Haven’t you seen a busy street before? Don’t embarrass us.”
“I haven’t been here in ages! I just came back from overseas. I haven’t had time for spots like this. And wow… that smell of lamb barbecue. Gotta admit, it’s kinda new to me.”
Maurice facepalmed.
“Hey, you guys finally made it!” Tilda came out with her phone in hand. “Did I keep you waiting?”
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When Jude saw the gorgeous girl standing there, his cold eyes softened right away, warmth flooding in. “Not at all.”
“Order whatever you want. It’s on me. I got hooked on cheese fondue in Hetsa. Una and I hunted down this place. It’s the real deal…”
Jude naturally drifted to her side, just listening quietly. His cold, untouchable aura was gone, replaced with a gentle warmth, like spring air.
Alfie rubbed his chin and said meaningfully, “First time I’ve ever seen Jude like this. He’s definitely fallen hard.”
“Yeah, no doubt. We’re just extras today–they’re the main show.”
Since Tilda invited Jude’s friends, Una would be here as well. Thinking of Una’s stubborn but innocent face, Maurice smiled. He stuck one hand in his pocket and walked inside.
Alfie shrugged. “Hope we don’t choke on all the lovey-dovey vibes.”