Chapter 1340
By the time Milton White brought out the last dish, the dining table was only occupied by plates of steaming food, nothing else.
He walked over and noticed the note left on the table.
[Have a good talk.]
While he was pondering over the meaning of the words, the door was pushed open.
Alexander Foster stood at the doorway, with an aura of severity around him and some food in his hand.
The atmosphere tensed up as their eyes met.
Instinctively, Milton crumpled the note into a ball and tossed it into a nearby trash can.
"Sit."
Alex seemed to already know his purpose for being there, he didn't ask about Chloe Collins' whereabouts. He walked in with a placid face and occupied a seat.
The silent dining table was engulfed by a strange ambiance.
Both of them stared at the feast laid on the table, neither made a move.
A moment later, Alex broke the silence," When I injured my eye, it was you who saved me. For that, I owe you a favor."
