CHAPTER 7: CHAPTER 7: MRS. CRAWFORD WHO SUPPORTS YOU AND ME

What does he mean?

His gaze lingered on her red lips, as if hinting at something. The best way for a woman to thank a man is, of course, with a flying kiss.

Serena’s heart skipped a beat, her snow-white earlobes blushed red, "I don’t understand."

After speaking, she turned her head to look out the window, ignoring him.

Hayden watched her avoidance. She is smart, lively, independent, not dependent on others, and unwilling to easily give her heart, but a nineteen-year-old girl is truly a blank slate in matters of love, unable to bear even a little teasing from a man.

The red light came, the luxury car stopped, and Serena leaned against the window and saw Bayside’s most famous cake shop.

"Want some cake?" Hayden’s low, mellow voice echoed in her ear.

Serena’s bright eyes showed a hint of sadness as she softly said, "My mom used to take me to that shop often to buy cakes."

Hayden turned the steering wheel and parked on the roadside, "If you want some, go buy it."

...

This cake shop in Bayside is an old name, particularly popular in elite social circles, and always limited in sales every day.

Since childhood, Serena loved eating cake. Her mom often took her here to buy it, those were the best memories.

It’s been ten years, Serena hasn’t been here in ten years.

Her eyes became a bit red, but she didn’t want the man beside her to see, "Um... you wait here for me, I’ll go to the bathroom."

She went to wash her face.

Hayden watched as the girl disappeared, earlier he noticed she was close to tears, truly a little girl who hadn’t grown up.

He stepped into the cake shop on his long legs.

Coincidentally, Vanessa was also in this cake shop, along with her friend Zoe.

Zoe pulled Vanessa, "Vanessa, earlier you said Serena, that country bumpkin, is keeping a pretty boy, is it true?"

Vanessa sneered disdainfully, "Of course it’s true, I saw it with my own eyes. That pretty boy drove Serena home."

"Nowadays pretty boys are expensive, Serena just returned from the countryside, where would she get the money to keep a pretty boy?"

Vanessa said, "Pretty boys are essentially gigolos, divided into levels. Those top-tier ones, handsome, well-built, are worth a fortune in a single night..."

At this moment, a deep, magnetic voice sounded by the ear, "Manager, give me a cake."

This voice is just too nice!

Vanessa and Zoe’s attention was drawn; they immediately saw Hayden.

Now Hayden stood tall and handsome beside the counter, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, long legs, a model-like physique, just standing there, lighting up the place instantly.

Oh my, this man is way too handsome!

Zoe was already captivated, she quietly tugged at Vanessa’s sleeve, "Vanessa, is this the kind of top-tier man we were talking about?"

Handsome, well-built, skilled...

Vanessa had never seen such a handsome man; it is said the best clothes hangers for men are the combination of power, wealth, and status. Hayden’s elegantly noble, restrained demeanor made him the best-looking man in a white shirt and black trousers, without equal.

Vanessa’s heart raced.

Then Zoe whispered again, "Vanessa, could Serena’s kept pretty boy be like this man?"

"What nonsense are you saying!" Vanessa glared at Zoe, "Someone as poor as Serena, the pretty boy she keeps must be the lowest level, ugly and fat. If she can keep someone of this caliber, then I’ll call her ’Auntie!’"

Vanessa absolutely refused to believe Serena’s kept pretty boy could be a top-tier man like the one in front.

At this moment, the manager apologized, "Sorry sir, the last cake has already been bought by those two young ladies, today’s cakes are sold out, you can come earlier tomorrow to buy."

The last cake was bought by Vanessa.

Upon being named, Vanessa’s heart pounded rapidly. She quickly stepped forward, excited and shy, looking at Hayden, "Sir, do you...want to buy a cake? I can give this cake to you, but...can we exchange WeChat first?"

Vanessa had already fallen for this man, so she couldn’t wait to make the first move.

She had excellent conditions, youthful and pretty, with many boys pursuing her. Strangely, she was so nervous when she took the initiative to talk to this man.

In Vanessa’s heart full of anticipation, Hayden didn’t even cast her a glance, not even a sideways look. He simply took out his Black Gold Card and handed it to the manager, "Then have the master baker work overtime to make me one."

The manager immediately saw Hayden’s Black Gold Card, with a gold letter "Lu" on the card’s surface.

Lu, in Bayside, was a widely known surname.

The manager nearly instantly guessed the identity of the man in front, cold sweat streaming down his forehead; Bayside’s all-powerful, storm-shaping big figure had descended upon a small cake shop.

"Sir...Sir, please wait a moment, I’ll have the master baker specially make one for you."

The manager ran into the kitchen.

Vanessa and Zoe looked a bit dazed, why would the manager specially make a cake for this man?

They were both waiting in line.

This must be VVIP treatment at this cake shop.

Hayden was waiting; he casually picked up a business newspaper and read it.

Vanessa was thoroughly ignored, it made her embarrassed. She reached out to adjust her strap dress.

"Oh, I’m dizzy." Vanessa pretended to be dizzy, her whole body falling towards Hayden’s arms.

She closed her eyes, hoping to land in the man’s arms.

But the next second, with a thud, she directly fell to the ground.

It turned out Hayden dodged to the side, and Vanessa performed a faceplant.

At this moment, a clear and beautiful voice sounded from above, "Vanessa, why are you giving me such a big bow?"

Vanessa looked up and saw Serena.

Serena had arrived, her bright eyes staring at Vanessa’s faceplant pose, playfully batting her long lashes.

Vanessa was completely flustered; she quickly and in embarrassment got up, "Serena, why are you here?"

Vanessa showed an expression of disbelief, how could Serena be in the cake shop? When she left, Cox had already gone into the room.

What happened?

At this moment, Hayden walked forward, naturally extending his strong arm to wrap around Serena’s slender waist, "Why did you take so long?"

Her waist was truly just a palm’s width, so slender.

Vanessa and Zoe sharply inhaled, Serena and this man?

"Serena, who is he to you?" Vanessa quickly asked.

Serena smirked, "Didn’t you say he’s my kept pretty boy?"