The raise of Maureen Smith and her Good Luck System-Chapter 60 - Seating back

We borrowed a few bikes from him.”

“Oh.” Maureen looked back to see four or five motorcycles trailing behind them.

She quickly counted how many people were there and found out that all of Liam’s underlings were present except Niel.

She suddenly felt startled, “Wait a minute, where’s Niel?

Did we leave him at the police station?”

Liam asked, “Why are you so concerned about Niel?”

“Over here!” Niel followed along in a sports car.

He rolled down the window and waved at them.

Niel had long turned eighteen and obtained his driver’s license.

Seeing the four-wheeled sports car Niel was driving, Maureen asked Liam,

“So with a sports car available, why did you ride here on a motorcycle?”

“So cool!”

Liam raised an eyebrow, oddly proud,

“Don’t you find it cinematically thrilling, the sight of several motorcycles suddenly stopping by your side, buzzing and circling around you?

Don’t all you girls love that?

It’s a pity there are no sunglasses.”

Maureen, “…” No doubt about it, that’s so you, Liam is such a Liam.

Maureen asked, “So where are we going?” Liam replied,

“Let’s get off the bike first.”

“It’s too cold at night.

If we continue riding, our fingers will freeze.”

He parked the motorcycle by the side of the road, smoothly got off, and naturally hugged Maureen’s waist to help her off.

Then, he flushed and tucked her scarf in.

Maureen felt something was off at how adept he was in his movements, but her mind was slow due to the cold wind, and she couldn’t figure out what was wrong.

Liam felt uncomfortable under Maureen’s gaze, he turned his head away, his face reddening and lips curving into a smile before quickly sucking in a sharp breath.

Maureen asked, “Does it hurt?”

Liam touched the band-aid at the corner of his lips, “Ah, for such a minor injury, I fear nothing.”

Niel also parked the car at the side of the road.

The car window in the back row rolled down, and Josephine poked his head out, waving at Maureen, “Maureen!”

Maureen: “Why did you bring Josephine along, too?”

“On such a wonderful day when things are finally taking a turn, we absolutely need to celebrate with some barbecue or something!

Liam suggested we invite your friend,” said Niel.

“Maureen, get in the car!”

Maureen felt a warm glow in her heart; the unpleasantness at the police station’s entrance seemed swept away.

She walked over and opened the car door.

“Hold on!”

Liam interrupted suddenly.

He strode over to the car door, pulled it open, and dragged out a boy from inside.

“Drake, you go sit in the passenger seat.” “Long time no see, that’s how you treat your old friend?”

“Get out of here.”

Drake?!

Maureen’s eyes suddenly brightened — isn’t this the one, the person who’s second on the list of those she can mooch off?

The boy called Drake had peach blossom eyes.

His high collar sweater covered the lower half of his face as if he were very afraid of the cold, clad as if dressed for winter.

He glared at Liam and then his eyes briefly landed on Maureen’s face when he took a look at her.

Then, he reluctantly went to sit in the passenger seat.

Maureen’s gaze stayed on him.

2%!

What would be the outcome of a mere 2% luck return rate?

He had never tried it before!

Liam blocked the car door, urging Maureen to hurry up and get in.

As he followed her gaze, his eyes landed on Brown.

He:

One second, two second, three second — counting ten seconds on his watch, Liam could see that Maureen was still staring at Drake!

Was Drake so handsome?

She had never stared at him like that before!

Maureen snapped back to reality, and noticed that Liam was glaring at her, his face inexplicably sour.

Confused, Maureen asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Your eyesight is really sharp at night.”

Liam responded, trying to hide his bitter tone.

He then hurriedly pushed Maureen into the car.

==========

Liam tossed the keys to a minion, and had someone ride the motorcycle back.

The group sat down in a steaming barbeque restaurant.

“It’s you?”

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“Is it you?”

Both Maureen and Drake asked at the same time, and after they asked, they both had expressions of surprise and then enlightenment.

Liam stared at Maureen, then at Drake, and finally at Niel who brought Drake here.

He was virtually clenching his fists.

In panic, Niel signaled with his eyes, ‘It’s him who contacted me to come, not me who brought him here on purpose.’

Liam glared back with his eyes, ‘Can’t you refuse?

‘ Niel looked even more bitter, ‘Isn’t he your own childhood friend?

How could I refuse?’ After several rounds of eye contact, Liam’s red short hair was already tousled by the night wind like a hedgehog, and now there was a thin layer of frost on his face.

He was flipping the menu loudly, quite disturbing for the other patrons, “What do you mean ‘is it you’?

Mask-girl, have you met Drake before?”

Maureen explained,

“It’s not exactly that we know each other, it’s just that I took a cello exam for him at the Cultural Palace half a month ago.

It was the one with the nickname Mr.

Handsome.”

Charged 8000, she was thinking who was such a nouveau riche, turned out to be Liam’s rich second-generation friend.

Now remembering it, Maureen said no wonder the tender seed grew so fast during those days, it turns out this incident contributed to its growth.

Liam wore a long face, “So you two have already added each other on Whatsapp?”

Maureen said, “Yes.” Without adding on Whatsapp, how were they going to contact me for the competition exam?

Liam picked up the bottle of vinegar on the table,

“Isn’t that very fateful?” Maureen said, “Yes.” Liam: “…” Liam only felt that the wound at the corner of his mouth was so painful!

Drake was wiping his Spoon, grinning at Liam and speak to Maureen,

“My acquaintance with you, however, comes from…” Before he could finish his sentence, Liam, from across the table, stuffed a piece of cantaloupe into his mouth.

Angrily, Liam retorted,

“You’re always chattering away.

I warn you not to blabber about things you shouldn’t.

Eat some fruit!”

Drake continued to smirk, as if he had something to use against Liam.

Seeing Drake’s profound smile, Maureen suspected if Liam was slandering her behind her back – probably during the time she had just transferred and tried every means to become his desk mate, the time he hated her the most.

Niel did not understand what they were saying either, so he broke the silence,

“The Barbecue is here!”

Maureen voluntarily stood up, took the plate from the waiter and put it on the table.

Seeing the crowded restaurant and the shortage of waiters, she instinctively asked for an apron,

“You guys eat.

I’m good at grilling.

I’ll grill for you first.”

Liam had never grilled meat before but seeing Maureen take over the grilling tools so naturally, he felt a bit uncomfortable.

Standing up, he grabbed the tongs from Maureen.

Taking advantage of his height, he pulled off her apron from behind and directed,

“You, sit over there.”

The apron blocked Maureen’s vision for a moment.

By the time she reacted, she had already been pushed back into her seat by Liam.

In shock, she blurted,

“Your turn?” Everyone was surprised and turned to look at Liam.

Resting his cheek on his palm, Drake took an extra glance at Maureen, grinning secretly, an internal ‘yo’.

“What?

Looking down on me?” Liam declared,

“You think I can’t grill?

You’re challenging me.” “No, not at all,” Maureen tried to hold back her laughter.

Liam and Maureen swapped seats, leaving Liam on the outside.

He clumsily cut the meat into pieces with a pair of scissors and then threw it onto the grill.

Not long after, the smell of burning filled the air, amid the sound of sizzling oil.

The skewer was unusually unsteady in his hand, almost flipping out.

The nearby waiter was in a panic, afraid that the red hedgehog-headed young man would set their shop on fire.

He left his table of customers and hurried over, “Let me help you guys.”

Liam reluctantly let go of his tongs.

“Who wants to eat these few pieces?” the waiter asked, pointing at several pieces of meat that were burned to a crisp, so black that their original form could hardly be identified.

Liam looked at Drake, who quickly averted his gaze.

Then Liam turned to Niel.

coughed and looked out the window,

“What a beautiful moonlight tonight.”

Seeing no one wanted them, Liam hung his head in defeat, a dark look on his face: “Give them to me.”

“I’ll have a few pieces too,” Maureen couldn’t bear to see no one come to his aid, passing over her plate.

Liam grunted, the corner of his mouth curling up into a smirk, feeling secretly pleased inside.

Yet, the very next moment, he dumped all the burnt meat from his and Maureen’s plates into the garbage bin.

It’s safer not to eat anything that’s overcooked.

They began to enjoy their barbecue.

Maureen, who was across from Drake, hatched a plan and said,

“Employer, let’s shake hands.

If there are similar tasks in the future, you can look for me.”