The Kebab In front of Jack was a mouthwatering smell, and the big white bread was also smelling fine after it was polished with butter.
"Young Master, enjoy," Butler said as he seated in front of Jack and munched on the kebab.
"Well, it's good," Jack said, then took another bite of the kebab. The thing was not that spicy and was super delicious.
"Of course, it's my favorite place after all. Eat as much as you want; you doubled my salary after all," Butler said while stuffing his face with kebabs.
"Alright, let's order beer too." Jack said, then ordered beer as well. He remembered this old man was not poor at all; the ten million dollar per year was a huge salary.
