Maverick shot Wolfgang a look of pure gratitude, feeling like he'd been saved from certain doom.
Wolfgang really was his lifesaver; Maverick silently promised himself he'd find a good way to thank him once they returned to London.
Theresa huffed, clearly displeased but unable to argue further. Shelly, ever the peacemaker, chimed in with a bright smile, "Why don't you three stay for lunch? Grandma's cooking is amazing—her meat pie is a masterpiece!"
Before anyone else could respond, Wolfgang was already nodding enthusiastically.
Maverick couldn't help but smile at his reaction, understanding Wolfgang's eagerness after days of meager meals.
Maverick turned to Julius, who remained silent but nodded in subtle agreement.
Maverick made the decision. "Alright, Shelly, we'll stay for lunch. Let us know if you need any help."