"How was it?"
Claire licked the fork clean after eating the last piece of their dessert. "It's okay," she answered with a shrug. "I can't really judge since I am no chef but it's good."
Gustav smirked. "Just admit it's great. It's first class meal material, Claire. I can assure you that." Catching the doubtful look on her face, he added, "I'll bring you to the chef of the restaurant where I got that menu. You'll see my cooking is as good as his."
There was a proud and determined look in Gustav's face. But she feels like teasing the billionaire. "You'll probably pay him to copy your menu. I think that's more believable."
His jaw drop a little for a second before he ends up laughing. "I see," he said nodding, finally emptying his plate.
Claire stood after seeing him putting his drink.
