Chapter 197 Japanese Restaurant
After a while, a waiter walked in with several plates of dishes.
"Mr. Byron, your food is ready."
Amelie put down her phone, looking at the plates on the table. She had some interests to eat.
Fortunately, it is a trained chef, and the taste can be seen from the appearance.
"It looks delicious."
Amelie couldn't help but praise then picked up the fork and started eating.
Seeing her satisfied expression, Lamont's mood improved a bit.
Seeing her happy, Lamont felt happy too.
Half an hour passed, and they had almost eaten.
Amelie wiped her mouth, took out the mirror in her bag, and began to powder her nose.
These days in the ward, it is really difficult to eat such delicious meals.
"Your friend's cooking skills are wonderful, Mr. Byron, your friend is quite secretive."
Lamont just smiled and didn't speak. He also put down the fork in his hand and wiped his mouth.