Before Dorian Cole could respond, Gabriel Wallace casually added, "If this is too much, I don’t mind picking up the tab."
"It’s just a little over 18 million. No need to act like I can't afford it," Dorian forced a smile and pulled out a card. "Go ahead, charge it."
The waiter walked off with the card. Dorian fixed his eyes on Gabriel, clearly with something on his mind.
"Didn’t expect your first acquisition in A Country to be… this humble little restaurant."
Lilah Hart blinked in confusion. "Wait, what? Since when did Gabriel buy a restaurant?"
She had zero idea. How did Dorian know?
Still, the price of the meal was legit insane!
Eighteen million? For what—tiny bite-sized dishes? Were these plated in gold or something?
Where did Gabriel even dig up this money pit
