Stifling his anger, he waited until the two finished their conversation.
At this point, the waiter served the dishes.
Anthony quietly reached out his fork, planning to pick a rib, but before he could, another fork stretched over.
He looked up to see Eve snatching the rib before him. His move stalled, and he withdrew his fork.
Let her have it.
The thought had just formed when he saw her direct the rib in a curve in mid-air, landing it on Violet Taylor's plate, "Sister, this rib looks the best, it's for you~"
Anthony: ??
He reached out with his fork again, planning to take a shrimp, but Violet had already picked it up and gave it to Eve, "Little girl, this one's for you."
Anthony: !!
He threw his fork on the table.
Can't a guy have a proper meal?
The meal ended amidst the teasing atmosphere radiating from the two. In the end, Violet Taylor said, "Tomorrow you, go to the company with the contract and sign it."
Eve nodded.
