Chapter 49 Are You Worried That I’d Poison the Food?

• I visited Roy’s office before. No matter how extravagant the interior, I was in no mood to appreciate it.
• Frankly speaking, my attention was immediately drawn to the six dishes on the coffee table that looked appetizing and smelled heavenly. There was a separate serving of French orange tart and exquisite utensils. I was amused by the lavish spread. Even the takeout ordered by the ultra-rich was on another level compared to average folks.
• That morning, I didn’t have breakfast and only drank a glass of water. After a couple of weeks of instant noodle diet, the feeling of seeing delicious food was akin to meeting with men after taking aphrodisiac drugs.