The sound gradually faded away.
Jason didn't pay much more attention to Bolun's second son and the girl named Emily.
To him, these two youngsters were just an interlude during this "lunch".
The real focus was: lunch!
Soon, Tony pushed out a trolley.
It was the metal trolley used specifically in the kitchen, with two tiers, completely covered by a white tablecloth.
The moment the trolley appeared, Jason's gaze locked tightly onto it.
Squeak, squeak.
With a smile on his face, Tony pushed the trolley toward them.
The sturdy metal trolley made a teeth-grinding, overloaded noise.
Hearing such a sound, Tel from Delbon was also attracted.
That heavy?
What could it be?
A roast whole lamb?
No, no!
The roast lamb wouldn't be that heavy!
Neither would a roast suckling pig!
A roast beef?
But the trolley was too small.
This member of the "Clock Tower" stationed at the "Ground Reconnaissance Bureau" stared at the trolley, guessing over and over in his mind.
