Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 192

Jason pulled Grace into the car and ordered, “Get us to Royal Court.”

“Okay.” Terrence acknowledged as he carefully observed the expression of the two people sitting in the backseat via the rearview mirror.

Grace’s head was lowered, so he could not see her expression. However, Jason’s mood seemed to be less volatile compared to before he entered Grace’s place. That was one small miracle, he supposed.

The Royal Court Restaurant was the city’s most famous. It was Michelin-starred and the diners here were solely comprised of the rich and famous. Regular people would not be able to afford a meal here.

When the car came to a halt at the entrance of the restaurant, Jason naturally held Grace’s hand once they got out of the car.

She wanted to pull her hand out of his grip, but his hold on her was firm.

“Sis, don’t move. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what I’ll do to rein you in,” Jason casually said.

Grace was dumbfounded and stopped struggling.

He led her into the restaurant. The staff in the restaurant were very respectful and courteous toward Jason, but they would throw a few side-eyes and weird glances at Grace.

Grace knew very well that her cheap clothes were a world of difference compared to the restaurant’s classy interior.

“Mr. Reed, you’re here.” The restaurant manager greeted enthusiastically. “The same private room?”

“Yes,” Jason replied.