NovelReadingAfter Moxxi followed Jada into the kitchen, pots of stewed mushroom with chicken and goose were served, with plates of salads and coleslaws.
Everyone was famished in the first place and started wolfing it down since Jada's cooking was great.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLara Gold was even munching as she praised, "ivefor being frank, Mr. Frankton, but this is amazing! Ms. Turin cooks even better than Sadie Godot's stupid brother!" Frank chuckled. "She's as much a warrior in the kitchen as she is at work. A rare breed-any man would be lucky to marry her." Jada rolled her eyes but said nothing, though Alda teased, "What if it's you, Mr. Frankton?" "Ms. Ingram!" Jada snapped as she shot her a glare, blushing.
Alda simply raised a glass of fruit juice at her. "I apologize for my terrible flaw of being too honest. I'll chug this in apology!" She finished the entire glass at once, leaving Jada speechless.
While Alda could be quiet, she really knew how to leave a person stumped.
Still, while the atmosphere in the dining room was cheerful and lively, someone suddenly entered.
It was the Cerulean Summit Legionnaire who was sent to protect Toto, who reported, "Mr. Frankton, Ms. Turin, your hunch was right -someone dide after Toto. We captured them since they kept pestering Toto even after he refused their offers. What should we do with them?" Jada was annoyed. "Can't you see that Mr. Frankton is eating? Have you learned nothing from me? Wait until he's finished, no matter how important it is." Frank smiled in wry amusement. "Don't be hard on them now. Just bring those perps in-I'll interrogate them myself." "Yes, sir!" The Cerulean Summit Legionnaire nodded and left.
Still, thanks to Jada's lecture, he did not return until after Frank and the others had finished dinner.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlda and the other ladies had headed to the living room to play cards, while Frank, Jada, and Moxxi were waiting for him.
Jada nodded in satisfaction as the Cerulean Summit Legionnaire entered. "Not bad-you catch on quick To be honest, if you had intruded on Mr. Frankton's dinner again, I would've made you pay." The Cerulean Summit Legionnaire smiled. "Surely you jest, Ms. Turin. I may be unseemly, but I still know my manners." Beside them, Moxxi snorted. "Cut the crap. Let's see them!" "Yes, ma'am!" The Cerulean Summit Legionnaire opened both gunny sacks, revealing the two bodyguards whom the geezer from yesterday had brought.
They were both beaten to a pulp, but their visages were at least recognizable.
l "Oh, who could this be?" Moxxi scoffed. If it isn't that bigwig's bodyguards. Where did your egos go? Why were you both beaten up like that?" The two bodyguards snorted but said nothing.
"Oh, still refusing to cooperate at this point? Should I say that you're brave, or just blind?" Moxxi had no respect for the geezer in the first place. And seeing how unhelpful the two bodyguards were, she rubbed her knuckles, ready to fight. BUMS "You'd best be sure about this!" one of them warned. "You're all dead people walking if you mess with him!" "What?!" Moxxi could hardly believe her ears.
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