Chapter 33
“I just want to taste the barbecue here for the future tourists who will travel from afar.” Lianne’s eyes fixated on a street corner restaurant selling barbecue wings. She was drooling.
Even though her mouth was watering, Lianne made up an excuse that sounded rather convincing.
For some reason, Zane was angry about her craving and refused to let her have it. “I stay away from junk food.”
Since Lianne knew unhealthy food was not for Zane, she never intended to invite him.
She ingratiatingly smiled. “Why don’t you head back for a rest, Mr. Atlas? I’ll sacrifice myself for the task.”
Zane was lost for words.
She was a measly assistant, yet she tried to dismiss and drive him away. Well, he was not going anywhere.
Zane walked toward the restaurant and found a table to sit behind.
Despite his ordinary attire, his presence at the table gave people the impression that he did not belong there.
Lianne ordered multiple food items at the register and bumped head-first into a you
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