Two Goals

Sam and Watt are sitting beside each other in Sam's restaurant's private room. The table was full of food.

Across them, there are three people who are stuffing their faces as if the food is going to run away.

"Nick, stop snatching my dishes. Eat yours." Brad who made a move against Watt, yelled angrily.

He is completely different from his 'arrogant subordinate' he was earlier and the thing is he is not a subordinate. The three people are close friends.

After completely emptying the dishes, then only the three of them stopped.

"Hah, Sam the food is so delicious and they even have such spiritual energy. Even though it is little, it is still good. Damn it is even more delicious than the food made by the chef of the Duke palace."

Nicholas said as he patted his bloated stomach.

Sam didn't say anything and just smiled.

He didn't have any aversion towards Nicholas and that is very rare, since they just met yesterday.