Book To Read
Chapter 1696: Dinner One
Chapter 1696: Dinner One
Chapter 1696: Dinner One
Anderson glanced at Kiki and said, "I'm not hungry. Eat by yourself."
Kiki's face drooped, and she rubbed her stomach, looking disappointed.
Joyce glanced at Luther, realizing that she couldn't refuse when Reuben suggested having dinner. After
all, everyone deserved a celebration after surviving the ordeal.
Luther narrowed his eyes slightly. "Alright, there's a top-grade wagyu barbecue place nearby. It's only a
five-minute walk. Let's go together."
Kiki jumped up happily. "That's great! I want to eat grilled meat. Is that okay? I'm so hungry."
She walked up and hooked her arm with Anderson's.
Anderson couldn't break free and looked at Joyce, saying, "Mommy..."
Joyce smiled. "Anderson, let's go eat together. Just bear with her a little. Kiki had a fright today."
Kiki nodded repeatedly. "I was so scared."
Anderson rolled his eyes, feeling helpless, and didn't say anything more.
Reuben bowed respectfully and thanked Luther. "Mr. Warner, please lead the way."
The group arrived at a high-end Japanese barbecue restaurant not far from the police station.
Luther requested the largest private room by the window. Inside, the room was exquisitely decorated in
a Japanese style, with clean blue tatami mats and unique decorations in every corner.
The private room was independent with transparent floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides. Outside the
windows, lights illuminated a small Japanese garden with white pebbles, green plants, and stone
decorations, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
Sitting in the private room felt like being in a Japanese garden.
Reuben made a phone call to Torrance on the way and briefly explained the situation. Then he called
Grizela and told her to come immediately.
Upon arriving, everyone took their seats in the private room.
Darrin didn't want to join them. He stood dutifully by the door. He had made a mistake earlier and
couldn't afford to make any more.
Joyce finished ordering the food and walked over to Darrin. "Aren't you going to join us for dinner? It
won't be dangerous. The private room is separate, and if anything happens, everyone will be able to
see it."
Darrin stood at attention. "It's my duty. I can't slack off."
Joyce felt helpless, letting a Colonel and a participant in the warlord selection guard the door as a
bodyguard. She couldn't help but feel guilty.
But Darrin insisted on protecting her.
She shook her head and returned to her seat.
The small dishes started to arrive, filling the table.
Joyce picked up tempura and served it to Anderson and Kiki.
The two children were indeed hungry and ate voraciously.
The grill was set up, and Reuben took the initiative to grill the wagyu for everyone.
Joyce sat across from Luther.
Luther watched Reuben skillfully flip the meat on the grill and suddenly asked, "Are you from
Rohomes?" This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.
Joyce was taken aback. She hadn't told Luther about Reuben in detail, and her introduction on the way
here was brief.
Reuben hesitated for a moment and replied, "Yes."
Luther's expression changed slightly. "The way you're grilling the meat seems very familiar. And..."
He didn't continue, but Reuben's movements exuded an elegance that revealed his noble lineage. In
Rohomes, Reuben must be a person of power.
This inherent elegance, cultivated from childhood, indicated a noble or even royal background.
Thinking of this, Luther narrowed his eyes and fell into contemplation.