"Barbecued." Lorraine is just like this. Since you asked me to order, I won't hesitate.
Dawson, on the other hand, had no expression and thought that a barbecue would be fine.
Wherever Dawson went, it was always high-end and luxurious.
Twenty minutes later, the Maybach stopped in front of a high-end barbecue restaurant.
"Mr. Mercer."
The waiters at the entrance were all familiar with Dawson, clearly a regular customer.
"Was there a private room?"
After Dawson asked, without waiting for the waiter's response, Lorraine shook her head and said, "Eating in a private room has no atmosphere, let's go to the main hall."
"Okay then." Dawson, for once, compromised.
"Find a good vantage point."
"Alright, Mr. Mercer, please come this way."
After being led to their seats by the waiter, the
