Jimmy smiled and turned to lead the way.
"I'll get someone to serve the dishes since you've arrived. Have a seat."
Brenton pulled out a chair for Alexa. His gaze was so gentle as he looked at her.
Jimmy saw Brenton like this and couldn't take his affection.
In a few minutes, the neatly dressed waiters served the dishes one after another.
"The dishes are all designed by me," Jimmy said proudly. "Ms. Duran, please enjoy them."
"Thank you, Mr. Osborn."
Alexa politely replied. Brenton had piled up some food on her plate.
Brenton didn't serve himself and asked straightforwardly.
"Where is the thing I asked you to bring here?"
"Give me some time. I think it will be here soon."
The conversation between the two was mysterious. Alexa didn't know what they were talking about and just ate silently.
Then, someone knocked on the door.