The More the Merrier novel Chapter 862

Chapter 862 Drink From The Same Glass

While looking at the pictures on the menu, Tim shook his head. “I don’t know which one is nice, so you go ahead and order, Ms. York!”

Arissa stroked his head indulgently. He’s the easiest to satisfy when it comes to eating, contented as long as there’s food, and never once a picky eater.

“Order this, Mommy!” Zachary chimed in. “Sure!” Arissa agreed. Oliver then interjected, “I’d like to eat this, Mommy!”

“Okay!” Arissa concurred. Flipping through the menu, Jasper also ordered a dish. “I want to eat this, Mommy!”

“Order it, then,” Arissa replied. “Mommy, Mommy, don’t forget me!” Jesse exclaimed. Arissa regarded her with a grin. “What would you like to eat?”

“This sausage!” Jesse pointed at the picture. Kingsley burst into raucous laughter. “What sausage?”

He wanted to lean over in curiosity, but Benjamin kicked at him with his long leg. Immediately dodging, Kingsley eyed him with a smirk. “Let me have a look at it.”

“Behave!” Benjamin chided. Sticking his hands into his pockets, Kingsley regarded them all with a wide smile. “Boss, shouldn’t we be ordering first since it’s your treat?”

“You can order when they’re done,” Benjamin countered mildly. Arissa also ordered dishes favored by Jesse, Gavin, and Tim. Then, she handed the menu to the men.

“We’re done. You guys go ahead and order.”

“Eh, but you seemingly haven’t ordered anything, Arissa.” Kingsley stared at her. At that, Arissa chuckled. “My tastes align with theirs quite closely.”

“Hurry up and order. Do you still want to eat?” Benjamin warned in a terse voice. Kingsley didn’t dare speak further. With the menu in hand, he crossed his legs and ordered while sitting on the couch.

“I ordered a few dishes. Here, it’s your turn, Shaun.” He tossed the menu over. Catching it, Shaun ordered two dishes.

When they had all finished placing their orders, Benjamin took the menu and ordered a few more dishes. Subsequently, he commanded Kingsley, “Go and tell the kitchen to hurry it up!”

“Okay!” Kingsley diligently stood up and summoned a server, handing the menu to her. “Hurry up and prepare the dishes indicated. Also, bring the red wine we saved!”

“Understood, Mr. Watts. I’ll go and make the arrangements right away!” The server hastily left to rush their order. “When are Jonathan and the rest coming over?” Benjamin asked Kingsley.