Chapter 976: Finishing Their Meal
The rest of their lunch proceeded in an awkward attempt to act normal, and Kary could only shake her head in a comical disappointment, as everyone in the room proved why they weren't actors, aside from her and Killian.
Their many hours in front of cameras, as pro players, had led them to have some modicum of acting skill. You couldn't always act how you felt when the eyes of millions were on you.
Jun-Seo continued serving them with his everlasting smile, as if nothing had happened, which was about the only thing they could hope for from this poor sketch of normalcy.
Once satiated, both in food and drinks, came the time for the group to pay.
"I'll take this one, if you don't mind. See it as a thank you for severing something that has been annoying me for a lifetime," Killian offered.
"No, let me," Liu Yan interjected.
"I'm imposing myself on your group. It is only courtesy that I at least cover your meal," he added.
Killian looked at the young man and frowned.
"Please. I insist," he said, his eyes cold.
"No. Let me do the honours," Liu Yan replied, unfazed by Killian's glare.
"Both of you knock it off," Alex cut them.
"Although I appreciate your efforts to blend into the group, the depth of your wallet will not be the measure I take for that. Plus, I don't think you have access to more cash than I do," he said, flipping out a black credit card.
Killian lightly scoffed.
"A black credit card isn't impressive, Alexander," he mocked.T/his chapter is updat/ed by nov(ê(l)biin.c/o/m
Liu Yan nodded with a wide grin.
"Oh, the colour isn't what is supposed to be impressive here," Alex grinned.
"Dear god, he wishes," Killian mocked.
"No. But from the intel my organization has gathered, they have been working together for a while. We think Alex has told Jack about the things happening in the dark, and in exchange for this chance to prepare against it, they entered a mutual benefit agreement."
Alex was listening to them talk, as he bantered with David, who was still mocking him for having 'Daddy Jack' as a backer, as he called him derisively.
'His network is pretty good. He's not entirely right, but that's pretty damned close to the truth,' Alex thought, mildly impressed.
Everyone enjoyed their last bit of talk together before their server came back with the card and the receipt.
"Thank you for dining at Banchan BBQ, esteemed guests. We hope to get your patronage again soon," Jun-Seo said, giving them a bow.
Everyone started getting up, ready to leave the establishment, and they all gave a small bow or curtsy to the server, in sign of respect, before heading outside.
Alex stopped for a second next to the young man, many thoughts flitting through his head. But he discarded most of them, since garnering unwanted attention was not wise at the
moment.
Instead, he handed him a business card with his name on it, something Jack had insisted he get, since he would be representing the Levitus Group abroad.
"When shit hits the fan, call this number," Alex simply said, before walking away.
Jun-Seo looked at the card, confused, before calling out to Alexander.
"What does that even mean?"
Alex didn't turn around, waving his hand as he replied, "You'll know. Trust me. Call when that
time comes."
And before the young man could ask anything more, Alex was already climbing into the van, getting ready to leave.
Jun-Seo couldn't chase after him, as this would reflect poorly on the restaurant, so he just stood there, confused, for a moment, before putting the card in his pocket.
'What in god's name is he talking about?'