Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity!-Chapter 316 - 315: Settling Scores After the Fact

Aiden Shaw looked down at her, taking in all the adorable expressions she wore.

Her charming appearance, the mischievous eyes.

His expression grew increasingly profound, with his dark chestnut-colored eyes seemingly coated in a layer of unbreakable ink, yet remaining exceptionally cold.

Tiana Thorne pouted, giving a soft hum: "Fourth Master Shaw is indeed aloof, can’t even take a joke."

After speaking, she took a step back, then sat down, surveying the surroundings, slowly reclined against the bamboo chair, leisurely curled her lips: "Fourth Master Shaw brought me here, surely there’s something you want to discuss?"

"I’m inviting you to dinner."

Tiana looked at him, seemingly seeing no other malicious intent beyond his cool demeanor.

Thinking to herself, maybe this is his sincere way of thanking her.

She slowly pursed her lips and smiled: "Fourth Master, your way of inviting someone to dinner is truly unique."

"You should like this restaurant."

His voice was quite genuine, as if he attached a sense of ceremony to this meal.

Tiana was puzzled: "Why suddenly invite me to dinner?"

Aiden Shaw did not beat around the bush, speaking in his cold, low voice: "For last night’s incident."

Tiana shrugged, a hint of nonchalance in her smile, her eyes gleaming more mischievously: "Fourth Master, if you want to thank me, saying a simple thank-you would suffice, why bother inviting me to dinner?"

"I already expressed thanks last night." Aiden Shaw pursed his lips, his gaze also deepening.

Tiana was slightly taken aback, he indeed remembered last night’s events clearly.

He did thank her.

He truly is a boring and indifferent man, never one to repeat what he has already said.

Tiana didn’t press further: "So, can we start the meal? I am really... hungry."

Both hungry and tired, once back in the crew, she must get some proper sleep.

At that moment, the waiter arrived, lifting the pot lid at the center of the table.

Because of Aiden Shaw’s words, Tiana became very interested in this food, following the sight.

On the table, there was a hole, all filled with charcoal fire underneath. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Charcoal fire...

At that moment, the waiter placed a freshly roasted rabbit on the grill.

Immediately, an aroma spread across the room.

Tiana’s typically lazy expression froze in place, looking at the gourmet treat in front of her, reacting only after a while: "Authentic roast rabbit!!!"

"Yes, Miss, the history of this restaurant probably surpasses your age."

Tiana only felt her stomach growling with even greater hunger.

Charcoal grilled rabbit...

This scent, so ancient...

In a trance, she saw her past life, when she was a little fox, bouncing behind her benefactor.

When hungry, she wouldn’t move and instead rolled on the ground, playing cute, selling adorability, her benefactor would pity her, sit down to rest, and grill rabbit for her.

Clearly, foxes loved chicken the most, but she had a unique fondness for rabbits.

The aroma of charcoal grilling wafted again, Tiana displayed a smile, nose tingling.

She truly missed her benefactor.

A thousand-year waiting for an unreturnable soul...

Seeing her eyes filled with slight sorrow, Aiden Shaw’s sharp brows furrowed, his tone still low: "You don’t like it?"

Tiana snapped out of her thoughts, revealing a sweet smile, sniffed slightly, suppressing her emotions, curling her red lips: "I like it very much."

With that, Tiana started directly with her hands, tearing off the rabbit leg: "Old Fourth Shaw, let me tell you, the best part of a rabbit is the leg."

Taking a big bite, full of flavor.

Tiana sighed: "Delicious!"

Aiden Shaw watched her relish the meal, then glanced at the dark thing, his gaze holding a certain indescribable expression.

Tiana blinked her charming fox eyes: "Why aren’t you eating?"

Aiden Shaw held his teacup: "I don’t like rabbit meat."

Tiana gave a soft hum, a hint of disdain beneath her gaze, her smile heavily laced with fox-like charm, licking the scallions at her mouth corner, slowly spoke: "Indeed, Fourth Master of the Shaw family, lives in luxury, rather than not liking rabbit, you think charcoal grilled food is dirty."

He didn’t speak, as if silently acknowledging.

Sitting opposite her, in a spotless white shirt, even his dark chestnut eyes were coldly detached from worldly matters, watching her lightly.

As if not understanding why she enjoyed eating such unclean foods.

Seeing his expression, Tiana suddenly recalled, in her fox days, bringing charcoal grilled rabbit meat to her benefactor, inviting him to eat.

Each time, he wouldn’t eat.

This continued for many years.

He never ate, later she vaguely understood, her benefactor didn’t like charcoal grilled food, thought it dirty.

Men who loved wearing white clothes indeed had cleanliness fetishes.

Better he doesn’t eat, she loved enjoying food alone, quickly finishing off the entire rabbit.

Truly satisfying.

Rabbit is best when charcoal grilled.

Tiana lazily closed her eyes, using a hot towel to wipe her mouth, clean her hands, then softly rubbed her plump belly, only then slightly cracked open an eye to look at him.

"Old Fourth Shaw, you skipping lunch, won’t you be hungry?"

"Are you full?" Aiden Shaw avoided answering, asking instead, his gaze gradually turning indifferent, without a trace of warmth.

Tiana was slightly stunned, what did she say?

Why does Old Fourth Shaw change attitude quicker than flipping a book?

Plus, he had an always intriguing air, like carrying an agenda from the start.

Tiana nodded, eager to see what he intended to do: "I’m full."

Aiden Shaw sat up straight, hands crossed, eyes slightly narrowed at her, gaze like the dazzling expanse of a starry sky, yet impossible to fathom what lay within.

Whoa...

Why does it feel like Old Fourth Shaw’s gaze like settling scores after autumn??

Aiden Shaw’s voice was very low: "Since you’re full, Miss Thorne, let’s discuss last night’s matter."

Last night?

Tiana looked at him with some suspicion: "You already expressed gratitude and treated me to lunch, is there still another issue?"

Aiden Shaw’s brows tightly furrowed, fiddling with his teacup, exuding a dangerous vibe.

Tiana immediately felt deceived.

This man clearly wasn’t thanking her, treating her to a meal.

It was all about using a courteous front.

Yet, recalling, she hadn’t done anything last night?

A flicker of icy laughter in Aiden Shaw’s eyes, his tone carrying a hint of sarcasm: "Does Miss Thorne always have such a good memory?"

Tiana: "..."

This damn scoundrel didn’t intend to thank her at all.

She lowered her voice: "Old Fourth Shaw, you..."

Suddenly, Aiden Shaw’s brows lightly knit, the end of his deep tone gently rising, calmly interrupting her: "Miss Thorne, the hand you warmed last night, is it still cold today?"

Tiana: "..."

Why does this sentence carry such vivid imagery?

Instinctively recalling, last night’s mischief.

The hand back then, really warmed up nicely.

Dang!!!