Setting Up Date

Grand Crown Hotel – Rooftop Restaurant

The rooftop of the Grand Crown Hotel was nothing short of stunning. Floor-to-ceiling glass windows framed the city skyline, twinkling lights stretching far into the horizon. The scent of expensive wine and freshly grilled steak filled the air, blending with the low murmur of conversation from the well-dressed clientele.

At a long, sleek table near the edge of the terrace, Adams, Jack, and Alistair sat with a small group of Alistair's business partners. Their meals had just been served—perfectly plated gourmet dishes, the kind where the portions looked a little too small for the price tag.

Jack eyed his plate. "Man, rich people really be eating art instead of food."

Alistair smirked, slicing into his steak. "You'll live."

Jack made a face but didn't argue. He speared a piece of meat and popped it into his mouth, chewing like he was deep in thought. "Alright, not bad."