Back to the Past Breaking the Love Spell (Carlisle Zahn) novel Chapter 398

t Carlie’s table Gareth and Max sat together on one side while he and Wanda sat 

on the opposite side 

Owen had helped Carlisle place their orders at noon, so the steaks were served not long after they were seated 

Wanda cut into the steak right away. Carlisle glanced at Gareth and Max, who were smiling slightly. They were not bothered by Wanda’s impolite behavior at all. 

They indeed came from a family of government officials in Yorksle. They knew how to get on in the world and were far–sighted. 

Carlisle quickly got up and apologized with embarrassment, “Please be 

understanding. I’ll drink more later as a token of apology. 

Gareth waved his hand and said with a smile, “Let’s not do that. This is a gathering of friends. There are no such rules.” 

Max said jokingly, “Yes, yes. I also dislike drinking as a form of punishment. 

Gareth’s grandfather taught him that he had to be flexible and far–sighted in the 

business world. 

Although Theodore was not a businessman, it was true that the political scene was not much different from the business world. In fact, some would even say that politics was even more dangerous than business. 

When dealing with official leaders, the consequences of an offense wouldn’t be ast simple as punishing oneself by drinking. 

“It tastes so good.” Wanda showed a satisfied smile. 

“Eat more then.” Carlisle couldn’t help but smile as well. His eyes were full of 

adoration and happiness. 

He would dote on her like usual, regardless of how she changed. Not to mention how cute she was now–she was just an Innocent, sweet girl. 

“The steak smells good, I’ll have a try as well.” Gareth cut a piece and put it into his mouth. It was tender, savory, and a little spicy. 

Gareth widened his eyes in surprise. “Max, try this. It tastes really good.” 

It was rare for Max to see Gareth giving such a positive review of food. Maybe he did it to lighten the mood, or perhaps it really did taste good. Regardless, he would usually never eat at restaurants like these. 

Max politely rejected the bite. “My stomach is weak, so I can’t eat anything too spicy. I’ll just drink with you.” 

“Excuse me, please make way.” The waiter placed a plate of garlic butter steak on the table. 

Carlisle explained with a smile, “Considering that you may not eat spicy food, I ordered a garlic butter steak just in case.” 

Max’s smile froze instantly. 

Gareth knew that Max was a picky eater. But the steak here was flavorful, so he leaned over and said, “It’s true. It tastes way better than the A5 Wagyu Steak of Imperial Hotel.”