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Chapter 705

'Please give me the check for table 12. Thank you."

The cashier immediately settled the check. Then, a bill was presented soon after.

Marshall took out a card.

"Give me a receipt, please. Thank you."

Just as the cashier was about to take his card, Stella went up and grabbed it. She handed the cashier

another card and said, "Use mine.’

Right after Marshall left, Stella felt that something was a little amiss. So, she quickly ran after him. She

did not expect him to be there to pay the bill.

'There's no such thing as letting the guest you invited for a meal pay the bill, ' she thought.

Marshall smiled slightly. "Vermont ordered quite a bit. You just started working, and you need to spend

money on many things. So, let me pay. You can treat me when your work has gotten stable." "You

really don't have to," Stella rejected him. She continued, "I can afford to treat this meal. I was supposed

to treat you to a meal when you helped me with the lawsuit previously, but I really had too many things

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going on at the time and couldn't thank you properly."

Keegan's voice sounded behind them just as Marshall was about to speak.

"Stella's right. This meal should be our treat. Who lets their guests pay?"

While he was speaking, he had already walked up to them. He strode over with his long legs and

squeezed between Stella and Marshall.

Stella twitched her eyes.

'What does he mean by our?' she thought.

Stella moved to the side. Just as she was about to hand her card to the cashier, Keegan took her card

away.

Then, he handed the cashier a black card and said, ’Use this one."

Stella frowned and pulled Keegan's hand.

"Don't cause trouble here! I'm treating everyone to a meal. What are you doing here?" she whispered.

Keegan leaned to her ear.

"I'm pursuing you.”

Stella's ears turned red. She glared at him and said, "What does this have to do with who's paying the

bill?"

Keegan lowered his voice and answered, "I need to demonstrate my capabilities, be it my stamina or

wealth."

This time, not only were Stella's ears reddened, even her neck reddened quite a bit.

She said through gritted teeth, "Who asked you to demonstrate your capabilities here?"

Just as Keegan wanted to answer, Marshall spoke.

"It's better for me to pay. Stella didn't get any money when she divorced, so she should save as much

money as possible."

Keegan was speechless.

With a dark expression, he pushed Marshall's hand aside.

"That law firm of yours isn't earning much either. You should save the money and use it on your

parents."

Marshall replied coolly, "My parents have a lot of pension money, so I don't need to carry out my filial

obligations for the time being." "Then, save it to find yourself a wife."

Marshall smiled and said in a low voice, "I'm working on it."

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Keegan darkened his expression and violently shoved Marshall on the shoulder.

Marshall stumbled backward and knocked over an ornament on the checkout counter.

BANG!

The ornament fell onto the ground. Thankfully, it was made of pure copper, so it did not shatter.

However, the loud bang still attracted the sidelong gazes of many customers in the restaurant.

Stella was startled, and her face immediately fell. "What are you doing, Keegan?!"

Keegan's face had a tense expression, and he did not speak.

"Mr. Moore, are you alright?"

Marshall straightened his back and smiled.

"I'm fine. I just lost my footing," he said as he looked at Keegan. He continued, "Then, I won't be

fighting with you. You can pay the bill."

Keegan was furious, so he was no longer willing to pay the bill. Right now, he badly wanted to drag

Stella away and leave.

However, if he really did that, the things he did before would go to waste.

He suppressed the anger he felt within and handed over his card. "The check, please.'

Marshall froze. Then, he glanced at Keegan in surprise.