Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 984

Unable to resist Alfred’s persistent nagging, Terence glanced around and decided to stop his electric bike. He walked into a late-night restaurant by the street and shared his location with Alfred.

“Sir, what would you like to order?” The middle-aged restaurant owner approached, wiping his hands with a towel.

“Well, I’ll have a pot of clam chowder, a plate of buffalo-style chicken wings, a plate of beef stir-fry with noodles, and a plate of mac and cheese…”

Hearing Terence order almost every dish on the menu, the restaurant owner was astonished.

“Sir, are you sure you can finish all that food by yourself?”

“Hehe, I haven’t had a taste of hometown dishes in a long time, so I’ll indulge a bit more.”

Terence insisted.

Without hesitation, the restaurant owner prepared the food as requested, without doubting whether he

could afford it.

After about half an hour, all the late-night snacks were served, filling the entire table.

Terence was in high spirits, ready to savor every dish.

At that moment, the sound of motorcycle engines came from outside the restaurant, and a group of young men and women walked in.

It was Marilyn and her group once again.

They got off their motorcycles and were discussing a hot topic in town.

have you heard? There’s a wealthy man named Quillen who invested 150 million in our

our rundown place is going to thrive?”

to live in our town. With such a wealthy investor, our nightlife is going to be even better.”

if this wealthy man is looking for

young men and women spoke

also fell into fantasy because she believed the life

and saw

we meet again, don’t we?”

think you can finish all that late-night snacks

we

and they seemed to want to pat Terence’s head.

“Stop!”

the concept

man wants to treat us to a late-night snack. What

Old man, you’re willing to treat us,

group gathered around Terence, and although they didn’t sound threatening, their numbers made it difficult for most people

you want to

voice with a murderous aura sent shivers down their

and the others looked back and were scared out of

Alfred arrived with dozens of black-clad men, just in time to

and presence were unmatched compared to Remus and his gang.

They were professionals.

who the person

walked in confidently.