The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine) novel Chapter 80

Night fell.

The lights were lit.

When Jack arrived at Tyson Hotel, the parking lot had already been packed with luxury cars.

The waiter led the way to Montemar Box.

There were two strong-built young men in suits, leather shoes and sunglasses at the door of Montemar Box.

The two turned around and opened the door when they saw Jack.

Jack heard the music played by Chinese Zither.

He rubbed his nose and smiled. "Ambush on all sides?"

There were fake rocks and ponds in Montemar Box. The mist was lingering, like a fairyland.

The place smelled like sandalwood.

It looked ancient and elegant.

At a big round table, a middle-aged bald man in a suit and sunglasses was sitting on the host seat with an indifferent expression.

There were two young men in the same suits, leather shoes and sunglasses behind him.

Jack's eyes fell on the bald man, suddenly burst into laughter. "Wearing sunglasses at night, don’t you think it’s dark, Mr. Chou?"

"It’s none of your business, Mr. Hughes."

Drago took off his sunglasses. He glared at Jack with fierce eyes, and casually pointed. "Have a seat, Mr. Hughes."

The position he pointed was right next to the door. According to the dining etiquette, it was considered to be the lowest status.

Jack smiled indifferently, knowing that it was a treacherous dinner, and the background music was "Ambush on Ten Sides". He really didn't expect Drago to be very nice.

After he was seated.

Drago raised his hand and made a request gesture. "Eat."

"Sure."

Jack picked up the chopsticks and was about to reach out to the dish in front of him.

The rotating tray was suddenly turned by Drago.

Jack frowned and looked at Drago.

"Oh, I forgot you were going for the dish."

Drago made the hand gesture again. "Go ahead."

A head-on blow?

Jack reached out again to the dish in front of him.

The second time Drago intended to turn the rotating tray, Jack pressed his left hand on the tray, making him impossible to move.

Facing Drago's angry gaze, he calmly put the food into his mouth.

"The dishes that Mr. Chou ordered cheers me up."

He seemed to be laughing, but the provocative tone hit Drago hard.

Drago looked upset with a cold smile. "Good, I was worried that you aren’t able to finish all this."

"You haven’t had dinner with me before, Mr. Chou. How can you be so sure?" Jack raised his eyebrows.

Drago smiled disdainfully and leaned back on the chair.

"Aren't you afraid to die at a young age to eat too much?"

Before Jack could answer, Drago rubbed his nose and said with a self-deprecating smile.

"I'm starting to live like old times. After competing with Aiden for so many years, his former henchman, can actually have dinner with me. And was ballsy enough to press my table!"

Jack smiled without answering him.

Instead, he slowly turned the rotating tray, picking up the food casually.

Drago snapped immediately when he saw what was happening.

He punched the table, causing the plates and dishes clanging.

"I haven't seen people as supercilious as you in my entire life!" He said angrily.

Jack put down his chopsticks calmly, leaned back on the chair, and shrugged. "There is no law against being supercilious, right?"

"Haha... good, very good. You have the guts, Jack!"

Drago smiled, gritted his teeth and gave Jack a thumbs up. "I am not talking bullshit with you. Being able to have dinner with me is your capability. Getting Aiden’s support is also your capability. But you came over to my place and broke my cousin's leg. That was on you!"

Sitting still on the ‘throne’ relied on his ruthless means.

Over the years, he has played dirty countless times.

At least in Drago's mind, Aiden was the only one who can compete with him in the real estate industry!