In the private room of a restaurant,
Jacob Fulton, who had been afraid of Dexter, now became confused. He was wondering why Dexter brought him to the restaurant.
"Eh, s-sir, you-"
Dexter nonchalantly said, "Mr. Fulton, please have a seat."
His countenance didn't show much expression, but there was no longer any anger there.
The fat man obeyed and immediately sat down. The waiter came to give the menu book. Dexter respectfully shifted the book towards the middle-aged man.
"What would you like to order?" asked Dexter as he sat down, not forgetting to unbutton his expensive Armani coat.
The more this famous man became kind to him, the more frightened Jacob Fulton became. Plus, the man's expression was very hard to predict.
Jacob didn't even think much, he ordered his food.
