Eduard raised his head, looked at Maximilian with disdain, and said with a sarcastic smile, "What you can treat him, of course, is to keep him as a waste. If he wants to be a dog, I don't mind keeping him as a dog."
"My dog eats 1thousand dollars a day. If he wants to be my dog, he can live a comfortable life. Maybe I'll arrange a woman for him one day."
Victoria was about to argue when Laura heavily coughed twice and replied.
"Eduard's dog lives a good life, Victoria, don't be silly. Maximilian's salary of one month cannot compete with Eduard's expenses for a dog. He is less than a dog. What are you protecting him for?"
"You are right. This waste is less than a dog, and it's less than a dog in every aspect." Eduard laughed with pride.
At this time, the door of the room was pushed open, and the foreman came in with a group of beauties in palace costumes and a sumptuous meal.
"Hello, everyone. We are here to serve the dishes." The foreman said politely, and the group of beauties began to serve.
“First-class abalone.”
“Kobe beef.”
"French black truffle foie gras..."
The dishes on the table were totally different from those ordered by Eduard. These dishes were not even on the menu.
Jennifer asked suspiciously, "Are you serving the wrong dishes? We didn't order these dishes."
"Mr. Lee is a VIP of our Manager Thomas. He specially instructed us to cook special dishes for Mr. Lee when he came."
"These dishes are not on the menu. Only the most distinguished guests can enjoy them when they come. All the raw materials are transported by air from all over the world within 24 hours to ensure the best flavor of the food."
The foreman introduced it carefully, which made Jennifer and Eduard’s face look bad.
Just now Eduard humiliated Maximilian during ordering. It was disgraceful enough when he failed. Now Maximilian was a distinguished guest here. Eduard felt that he has been slapped in the face repeatedly.
Laura and Marcus were a little surprised, but Thomas was so respectful to Maximilian when they were at Hugo Wright's birthday party. Looking at the rich food at the table, they immediately felt that it was not so difficult to accept.
But Maximilian, a waste, did he really have such a good relationship with Thomas? And was it good enough for Thomas to send such a feast for free?
Maximilian nodded slightly to the foreman and said politely, "Tell Thomas that I have received his kindness."
"Yes, please enjoy your time. If you need anything, feel free to tell me."
The foreman took the ladies in palace costumes out of the room.
There was a dead silence in the room. Jennifer and Eduard looked terrible. They wanted to turn over the table.
"These dishes are not bad, but they may not be as good as those Mr. Eduard had overseas, but it should be OK to make do with them." Maximilian said with a smile.
Eduard's cheek twitched and said with a sneer, "Do you think such a little trick can win you a round? You can't compete with me. These dishes are the worst rubbish to me.”
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