Chapter 729

It was a rainy day the next day.

The cold autumn breeze blew against the car’s windows as the raindrops rolled down the foggy windows,
blurring the scene outside of the car.

The car was parked outside the hospital entrance, and Maisie got out of the car with an umbrella and
opened it up. “Uncle Kennedy.”

“Sorry to have to trouble you to come to pick me up even on a rainy day.” Kennedy took the umbrella in
Maisie’s hand.

“This is no big deal.” Maisie looked down at her watch. “I’ve already reserved a private room in a
restaurant in advance on your behalf, and Aunty Samantha should have arrived at the restaurant.”

Kennedy nodded and got into the car with her and the umbrella.

When they reached the restaurant, the waiter led them to the private room and opened the door for
them. Samantha was already sitting there waiting for them.

Maisie stepped forward. “Aunty Samantha, sorry that we’ve kept you waiting for such a long time.”

Samantha stood up slowly and replied with a smile, “The road is slippery on a rainy day, so it’s better to
be safe than sorry.”

Maisie waited for Samantha to sit down with Kennedy, then chose to sit beside Samantha.

“Uncle Kennedy, you’re the one who’s going to pay for the meal today. Shouldn’t you ask Aunty
Samantha what she wants to eat?” Kennedy turned his head and looked at Samantha while the latter
smiled. “I’m not that picky when it comes to food. I’m fine with anything.”



Maisie handed the menu to Kennedy, who looked back at her. “Zee, why don’t you order for the three of
us this time around? I’m not very familiar with what they have to offer here, and I don’t know what’s
delicious and what’s not.”

Maisie grabbed the menu into her hand. “Alright then, it would be my pleasure.”

She summoned the waiter and ordered some of the chef’s signature platters. After confirming her orders,
she then closed the menu and said, “I would like a bottle of red wine too.” “Okay, please give us a minute
to get everything prepared.” The waiter walked out with the menu.

Samantha looked at her. “Ms. Vanderbilt, I’ve always wanted to ask, how did you and Francisco get to
know each other?”





Maisie smiled. “We met in the training camp three years ago.”

Samantha nodded in a daze.

Kennedy arranged the tableware and silverware that were laid on the table. “She doesn’t only know the
second young heir of the Bouchers, but the eldest young heir of the Bouchers too.”

“It’s thanks to my son and daughter. Both of them got a chance to film with Helios, and Helios took great
care of them back then.” Samantha was slightly surprised. “You’re married already?”

Maisie nodded.

Kennedy added with a grin, “Not only is she married, but she’s also the mother of three.”



Samantha smiled. “Wow, Ms. Vanderbilt, I really didn’t expect someone like you to be married and have
three children at such a young age. That’s great.”

Maisie propped her cheeks against both her palms.

‘Even I would never have imagined that I would get married so early on in my life, but at least Nolan’s
worth it.

After chatting for a while, the waiter started serving them the dishes.

Maisie poured two glasses of red wine and looked at Kennedy. “Uncle Kennedy, you should order a glass
of fruit juice. You’re still recovering from your injury, so you shouldn’t be drinking.”

Kennedy was helpless. “What else can I say when you’ve already spoken?”

Samantha looked at them and commented, “You two do look a lot like father and daughter.”

Maisie responded to her comment, “Uncle Kennedy is indeed a fatherly figure to me.”

As soon as she said that, a commotion came from outside the room before Kennedy could say anything.

“I’m sorry, sir, but we’re serving our customers in this private room. You can’t just-”

“Step aside.”

Someone pushed the door open and came in. The first few men to enter the room were three to four
bodyguards, and then the man who stepped into the private room last

straightened his suit’s jacket.

Maisie recognized that the man was Eugene and frowned.



Samantha’s expression dimmed the moment she saw Eugene. “What are you doing here?”

Eugene snorted. “Why can’t I come here? Do you really think I’ll let you off just because you’ve divorced
me?”

Samantha stood up. “Eugene Boucher, this is not a place for you to mess around. Now get out of here.”


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