I was astounded to see that a nice meal was already being prepared for me.
I smiled wider as I shifted my gaze to Ace, asking if he mind if I devour the already prepared food.
I need Ace's permission because Ace can be a little crazy at times, and I don't want to be in a situation where I'm already devouring the food and then Ace informs me that I should pay for what I've consumed.
Besides, I'm obviously broke, so I can't pay for such an expensive meal like this.
"Can I eat them?" I asked, pointing to the food.
Ace rolled his wheelchair into the car and nodded his head.
I smile before devoting myself to the food that is currently in front of me.
I can't believe I'm this hungry.
Because the cell does not provide good food, I did not eat anything all day yesterday.
I wanted to eat the portion of the meal that was being served to me at the cell, but Ace's mother showed up and ruined my appetite with her indirect insults.
