Willow Grant’s voice was full of tears.
Mrs. Grant was startled and hurriedly asked what was going on.
Sobbing, Willow Grant recounted the matter but deliberately clarified, "I’m worried the school archives might be damaged by Sumr Monroe, but the principal thinks I’m trying to discredit Sumr. Mom, I really can’t take it anymore..."
"That little brat!" Mrs. Grant was also furious; she took a deep breath and said, "Dear daughter, don’t worry, dad and I will be there this Friday. Do you have exams on Thursday and Friday?"
"Yes."
"After your exams, we’ll be waiting for you at the school gate."
"Yes, yes!" Willow Grant nodded vigorously.
Her parents were finally coming; she couldn’t believe it, she couldn’t beat Sumr Monroe, but could her parents also be defeated?
...
anwhile.
Aaron had his assistant look up nearby good restaurants, and the car soon stopped at the entrance of Luna Restaurant.
The restaurant’s facade looked ordinary, but inside it was packed with guests.
The assistant opened the car door for Aaron and said, "Young master, please wait a mont, I’ll clear the place for you."
"No need." Aaron waved his hand and said, "I’ve been cooped up at ho for a long ti, haven’t seen this many people in ages. Having a al with these common folk and experiencing their life isn’t bad."
"Yes." The assistant bowed and led Aaron inside.
Just then, a table had been vacated by departing guests. Aaron sat down and casually ordered over ten dishes, waiting for the food to be served.
The assistant looked at the plain nu and told Aaron, "Your residence has been tidied up, and we brought a chef with us. If the food here doesn’t suit your taste, I’ll have him prepare dinner for you."
"Okay." Aaron didn’t refuse, as he also believed this kind of commoner restaurant couldn’t make anything delicious.
He only ca here to feel the atmosphere of Cathaysia.
Soon, the food began to arrive.
The first dish served was Spicy Boiled Sliced at.
After just one glance, Aaron felt no appetite.
The dish was a bright red ss, things mixed together like a big stew; slices of at, bean sprouts, tofu skin, all tangled together, entirely lacking in refinent.
He pursed his lips and reluctantly picked a slice of at to put in his mouth.
The assistant, looking at what seed like a hodgepodge of a dish, said, "I’ll have the chef start preparing the al right now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Aaron’s eyes suddenly lit up, an expression of disbelief on his face.
The assistant paused, about to ask what was wrong, when he saw Aaron quickly grab another slice to eat.
This ti, he gobbled it down, hardly even chewing before swallowing it right away.
This wasn’t all; Aaron eagerly tasted all the other ingredients in the Spicy Boiled Sliced at, repeatedly exclaiming, "Unbelievable, truly unbelievable!"
Such a seemingly unremarkable dish turned out to be so delicious.
The at was fresh and tender, no need to chew it finely, it dissolved in the mouth effortlessly, and the perfectly calibrated spiciness was marvelous, bringing an unprecedented experience to the taste buds.
He had never known pork could be this delicious.
Is Cathaysia’s food this delicious, or is this restaurant particularly outstanding??
Aaron turned to his assistant and commanded, "Go, go find the owner of this restaurant, I want to buy it!"
If it wasn’t for the fact that outsiders can’t enter Trevia, he would have bought the chef and brought him back to Trevia right now.
The assistant was bewildered, "Wh-why suddenly buy this restaurant? Is it that good? It looks... not so impressive."
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