The CEO's Lovely Twins novel Chapter 214

"Feel free to eat. It's my treat."

Freddie waved his hand and reserved the entire oden stall.

The woman selling oden was happy, "Come, take a cup and pick it yourself. Which do you prefer? The ingredients are all fresh."

Freddie picked up a big box full of it and let the woman pour the sauce, then he sincerely brought it to Cleveland Sanchez, "Come on, it's on me."

Hurried up, finished it, and got lost.

Freddie was inwardly delighted, thinking that how could a spoiled child like Cleveland eat something like this?

Cleveland looked at the large cup of skewers, examining it for a while, and then took it.

"This? What's it called?"

"Oh my, you don't even know what is this?" The woman at the side was feeling helpless.

Cleveland nodded and commented, "A simple version of hot pot."

"Do you eat hot pot?" Freddie was doubtful looking at him.

For why, Freddie always thought that Cleveland was born to eat only western food, expensive and tiny portions.

"Compared to western food, I prefer the rich variety and strong taste of Chinese food."

Cleveland spared Freddie a glance and started eating the skewers in his hand.

Slowly, he ate up all the food.

Cleveland, were you a pig?

Freddie's eyes nearly popped out of his head, "You ate it all?"

"It tastes good. Have another one please."

Cleveland looked at Freddie and handed him the empty cup with an expectant look.

Freddie believed that Cleveland really liked eating this. He regretted taking him to this.

"Can you stop eating?"

"Why don't you eat too?"

Cleveland handed a tempura, coated with the special sauce, "Have a try, It's delicious."

"Of course I know it's delicious." Freddie almost went crazy, "Would I even wait until you hand it to me if I can eat? Eating one of this would cost me an extra two hours of running on the treadmill at night. I'm exhausted."

Others wouldn't experience the life of a male entertainer.

Cleveland nodded, "You don't have to be so hard on yourself. I think it doesn't matter whether you are fat or not. But it might feel better to the touch if you are chubby."

Hearing this, Freddie was hot under the collar and saw the face of the woman selling oden changed. He gritted his teeth, "Cleveland, screw your uncle."

"My uncle was dead ages ago. But you can screw my sister, she's so hated."

"You're nuts."

Freddie rolled his eyes at Cleveland. When he was digging into his own pocket, he noticed a few missed calls on his phone from the Downey family's old nanny, Camille.

He called back immediately, "Hello? Camille, what's the matter?"

Cleveland was busy eating his food, and he saw Freddie's face turned pale while talking on the phone.

"Have you informed Hayden? Tell me the hospital's address. I'm heading there now."