The Return Of the Invincible Heiress
Chapter 81

Chapter 81: Chapter 81

Alexander softened at that thought. His lips curled into a happy arc, and his eyes became gentler. Avery was also looking at Alexander. She did not dare to look into Alexander’s eyes, as they were so deep that she felt she could get lost in them. Thus, she stared at his head. However, Avery was too embarrassed to stare too long at Alexander, so she tried to find something to talk about.

"Y-Your hairstyle is unique."

In the SUV, Louis, who was using binoculars to observe his boss’s date, almost choked. He couldn’t believe what Avery had just said. As expected, the thoughts of a beautiful, straight-A student were not something he could understand. Louis couldn’t hear what Avery was saying, but he could read lips.

Alexander smiled and stroked his bald head. "My sister is vain. I was afraid she wouldn’t be able to stand being bald when she woke up, so I shaved my head for her to see. Does it look good?"

"Yes." Avery nodded vigorously. "It’s very s**y. I want to touch it."

After saying that, Avery covered her face with both hands. She was beyond embarrassed by what she had just said. Alexander lowered his head before her. "Go on. Touch it."

Avery covered her face with one hand and carefully placed her other hand on his head. Her face was filled with amazement. She thought, ’So this is what a bald head feels like. It feels very strange. It’s bare and smooth but also prickly.’ Avery stroked from the top of his head to the back of his head and back again. She loved the touch of it.

"Mr. Moran, you’re here..." The wooden door of the restaurant opened. The boss walked out and was instantly stunned when he saw this. He wondered if the strange bald man was really Alexander. Besides, he seemed to have interrupted something.

Avery came back to her senses and hid her hands behind her back. She coughed lightly. "The shape of your head is perfect. You look good bald. Moreover, you won’t be hot in the summer."

Alexander raised his head and touched his bald head again. He said politely, "Thanks, Miss Carter."

The restaurant owner was speechless. He didn’t know what was going on and felt as though he should not be there. However, since he was there, he could only pretend he did not notice anything.

"Mr. Moran, the table you booked is ready. Please come in." The restaurant owner did not usually receive guests but made an exception for Alexander.

Alexander nodded. "Miss Carter, please come in."

The restaurant owner was secretly surprised by how much Alexander valued Avery. He didn’t ask and instead led the way.

Avery passed through a small forest path over 30 feet long and arrived at an open yard. She could not help but exclaim inwardly. ’The theme of this restaurant seems to be primitive.’ There were many small stone slabs supported by rocks on the flat ground in front of them. The surface of the small slabs was worn flat, and a charcoal fire burned beneath them. People dressed like cavepeople stood before the stone slabs and cooked food on them. The food smelled delicious. Some people were cooking soup in stone pots too. It looked very interesting.

Dozens of two-story buildings made of wood and stones were scattered around the cooking pit. Some were big, and some were small. They were also in the primitive style. They looked simple, but there was a wild and rough beauty to them. Alexander had booked a two-story wooden building with a wide view slightly further away from the cooking pit. The small wooden building was even covered with a thatched roof. It was very intriguing.

On the second floor, there was a fixed stone table and stone chairs. There were also stone cups on the table. Alexander poured a glass of water for Avery.

"The owner of this restaurant, Thaddeus Orion, claims to be a descendant of the legendary huntsman Orion. He said they lived in the mountains for thousands of years and were isolated from the world. They lacked iron pots, shovels, and other iron tools for a long time and could only use rocks to cook their food. Gradually, it became a specialty of his family."

Avery asked curiously, "Is it delicious?"

Alexander nodded. "I think it’s excellent. The taste is very unique."

Avery was also looking forward to it. "If you say it’s good, it must be."

While they were talking, a handsome caveman and a beautiful cavewoman brought in food and placed it on the table. All the cutlery was also made of stone, including forks, bowls, plates, spoons, and knives. They were well-made too. Avery clucked her tongue in wonder.

Alexander gave Avery a piece of fish. Avery’s eyes lit up after taking a bite. "It tastes like food cooked in the wild." She could just imagine finding ingredients from the wild, cooking on the stone, sprinkling some salt, and then eating it. It was rough, bold, and natural. The original taste of the food had a "stone" essence that was completely different from food made in pots and cooked over gas.

When Alexander saw Avery eating happily, his eyes revealed a doting look that even he could not detect. He kept serving food for her and did not eat much himself. After eating a grilled fish and drinking a bowl of wild mushroom soup, Avery remembered to ask, "Didn’t you say you had technical problems and wanted my help?"

"We can watch it while we eat." Alexander took out his laptop, clicked on the video of the car accident, and put it in front of Avery. "Here you go, Miss Carter. This video is very long. I’ve made annotations. You can skip the non-essential parts for now."

Avery only watched for two minutes before her eyes widened. "Is this a video of your sister’s car accident?" Even though Avery could not see the face of the woman in the car, she could tell from the tragic state of the car accident that it was related to Lucy’s condition."

Alexander nodded. "Yes."

Avery quickly saw the part where the truck driver and the truck exploded. Her expression became grave. "You were just in time, but the timing you arrived at was coincidental. The explosion occurred not long after you arrived. The murderer might want to kill you too."

Alexander was reaching for his glass when he paused. He stared deeply at Avery. "Very astute, Miss Carter." He put down the wine glass, his eyes filled with admiration. "My sister’s car accident is a secret, and so is my encounter that night. I’m telling you this, but I hope you won’t be frightened."