Sage had no choice but to sit down and accept the waiter's menu.

"I'm going to the restroom,” Shane said while she thumbed through the menu.

She ignored him and ordered several dishes. Regardless of what Shane was up to, her stomach came first.

Shane returned after she had placed her order. He took the menu from her, swiftly circled a few dishes, and handed it to Sage. "Bring this to the kitchen and tell them to change all the dishes in room 1 to these."

Sage took a look at the dishes Shane had marked. They were all cucumber dishes—stir-fried cucumbers, mashed cucumbers, cucumber salad, pickled cucumber, and cucumber with eggs. Sage realized that Shane was attempting to pull a prank on someone.

"Mr. Morrison, could you please clarify what you're trying to do here?"

"What's the rush?" He continued, "It's not like I'm asking for a lot. I just want to observe their reaction. Stop fussing and go already!"

someone else's order? Plus, the kitchen staff won't listen to me

Sage. "How can I trust you if you can't handle something as simple as this? All you have to do

You're not affiliated with Farsight Investment yet. Even if the other party gets mad, it just means they will not

why don't you go

her. "I brought you here for a reason. You need to make

here to take the blame, aren't

You're pretty self-aware. Go

rendered speechless. But Shane was right. If the project went up in flames, it had nothing to

them to change

returned to the main hall and noticed Shane lounging in a chair. He had his long legs stretched out

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