Chapter 7

At the exceedingly luxurious riverside restaurant, Finn took a window seat.

The picturesque river was visible as soon as he turned, and it was the first time he was at a place this expensive.

Joe enjoyed everything he didn't have.

Zoe, who was always calling him a bum, would pamper Joe with expensive supercars.

Vera was cold to everyone except Joe.

Even Yvie would always cook for Joe even though she had a bad back.

He could never yearn for such things—the only privilege he ever had in his last life was Sue's assistance and the strawberries she had given him.

In hindsight, Sue had really been good to him, even punishing Joe who showed up at the hospital just to mock him.

He couldn't quite put a finger on why he would remember that before he died and was even worried that she would be sad to find him dead when she visited again.

But would a big-shot heiress like her get sad over a passing stranger?

That was when Sue arrived, staring downward at Finn with pride and amusement on her pretty face. "You sure are full of surprises. Do you even know the price range of this place? Just sitting down here sets you back ten grand at minimum!"

Finn raised his brow in turn.

That was just who Sue was—towering, beautiful, but also endlessly prideful and domineering!

The more he looked at her, the more annoying she appeared.

Sitting down, she said, "You're really poor, right? I've looked into you and found out that you can't even afford tuition fees. But here's a chance for you to make money."

Finn leaned back, his brow lifting even more as he waited for her to continue.

That was when Sue's domineering attitude faded, and she was hanging her head and speaking with a stifled tone. "Actually, my mom has cancer too… Lung cancer, that is. I can see that she's hurting, but she's refusing to tell me anything.

"My dad isn't really all that close to her, and he's even having an affair. I can't bear to see her suffering alone like this."

Finn was left frowning with a look of myriad feelings, not expecting her to tell him about her mother's condition.

An indescribable emotion swelled in his heart.

Even if this was his second life, he didn't expect to run into Sue again in this life, let alone expect that she would tell him everything on their second meeting.

However, what was more ridiculous was her apologizing the very next second. "I'm sorry about before—I didn't know about your cancer."

This time, Finn actually flinched, and that weird look left Sue hissing, "Don't give me that look. I'm being serious here!"

"Heh. I believe you," he said, as he had learned about her personality since his last life.

Sue pouted and tugged on his arm. "In that case, we can start talking shop. I'll give you money, and then your life and body belongs to me. Don't worry—I'll be paying for this dinner as a way of apology. Now name your price, Finn Lawson!"

Finn simply went with her flow, not at all bothered by the physical contact since he was used to it in his past life.

"Are you sure about what you're doing, ma'am?" he asked. "I'm starting to suspect that you want to be my sugar mommy. Ugh, just saying it is terrible."

"Sugar mommy?!"

Sue actually blushed upon realizing that. "D-Don't get the wrong idea! I just want you to tell me about how cancer and chemo feel. Heck, I'll arrange for you to stay in the room next to my mom's. Chemo gets lonely for her, but if you show her the way, she might find the will to live."

It was a simple thought on Sue's part—she wasn't all that dull, but at this stage, she really hoped that her mother would desire to live!

If she understood her mother's pain, then she could take better care of her.

And with her putting it that way, Finn really couldn't find it in himself to say no.

"You can think about it until dinner is over!" Sue said and beckoned.

"Ms. Cavill, do we start cooking the usual right away? As in your favorites?"

Finn naturally didn't miss how fancy a restaurant it was, or how the waiter virtually glided toward Sue at a subtle gesture.

And judging from what the waiter said, Finn suddenly had a realization as to who owned the restaurant.

After all, Sue's father, Tim Cavill, did own a chain of F&B businesses in Navik and the rest of the country.

That was when Sue handed Finn a menu and told him, "Pick anything you like."

Finn absent-mindedly opened it and froze.

It was all written in Franconian!

"What?" Sue asked, curious as Finn held the menu in silence for a long while.

Finn pursed his lips in embarrassment and asked, "Is there a menu in Nubian?"

He didn't expect that he would have the privilege of dining in such an expensive restaurant, only for the menu to be in a foreign language.

"Pfft!"

Sue snickered out loud, not expecting that. "It's my dad's restaurant, but there are no menus in Nubian."

Then, feeling like that was rude, she quickly added, "But it's fine. I don't know Franconian myself—just look at the pictures and order what you like. That's what I do all the time."

"Oh… I see," Finn replied, nodding and handing the menu to her.

However, he found her staring at him intently, and he thought he could see his own reflection in her entrancing gaze.

"Can you help?" he asked. "I really don't know my Franconian dishes."

Sue smiled, baring her dainty fangs that made her look slightly more youthful. "Fine—there are some dishes I think would suit a newbie like you."

As she started to order, pointing at the menu and speaking fluent Franconian, Finn felt mixed emotions watching her work.

They were both nineteen, but his own family despised him, while Sue had no problems dining in expensive restaurants like this one.

He couldn't help sighing—sometimes one just couldn't win.

Still, he felt fortunate that he went back in time and had the privilege to dine here with Sue, instead of having to stick with hospital food the whole time.

After ordering, Sue stared at Finn, musing to herself that he must be worried about his cancer situation.

Eventually, she quietly said. "Don't worry—it's just cancer. It's curable… And I believe that where there's a will, there's a way."

Finn raised a brow—the way she said it, it sounded like she was trying to console him as much as she was telling himself.

Still, he nodded. "That's true… But most people just don't have the money."

Sue's lips curled up, her eyes shining. "Well, that's easy. I'll be your sugar mommy—you will have money as long as you do what I say. Money is really not a concern for me."

However, Finn was hesitant.

He had the money from family after being disowned, and now, he had a rich sugar mommy… Did life really just present him with that many opportunities?