Logan's POV.
"Are you sure you want to eat here, young master?" Othello asked as I ordered him to pull over.
"Is there anything wrong with my choice?" I sighed as I looked at him from the rearview mirror. "Is it bad eating from any restaurant?"
"We could go to the bigger ones. I doubt if this restaurant would have good customer service. And also, their dishes may be awful as well." He condemned.
I sighed as I looked away. It was at the heart of New Kingston and the view was completely beautiful, the walls which were decorated by synthetic grass and the chairs well arranged at the front of the restaurant.
"That's not your problem, Othello!!" I scowled as I had him pull over.
"If your dad finds out that you had your lunch here, I will definitely get into his trouble for letting you
