Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1072

A billionaire?

Supplies?

Goddess?

The words made Serena furrow her brows slightly.

Utterly tedious.

Serena didn't pay the gossip any mind.

The group found a table, sat down, and started eating.

But they had barely taken two bites.

A sudden commotion erupted at the cafeteria entrance.

Countless people looked up.

Two figures strolled through the doorway.

Leading the way was a man in a sharply tailored dark suit, his posture as rigid as a pine tree.

Everything he wore screamed exorbitant wealth.

His handsome, chiseled face was devoid of emotion, his lips pressed into a firm line, and a hint of impatience colored his gaze.

Trailing behind him with an obsequious smile was Chief Arbiter Howard Graves, leaning heavily on his cane as he desperately tried to keep pace.

Upon entering the cafeteria, the suited man's frown deepened.

He clearly viewed the environment with absolute disdain.

"Mr. Cole, this is our dining sector. We hired internationally renowned executive chefs to handle the menu, offering cuisines from all over Elyndor to ensure every competitor is well-fed," Howard explained, forcing a groveling smile.

This man was exactly Adrian Cole.

He ignored Howard's sycophancy, his brows locked tight as his eyes swiftly scanned the room.

The sheer disgust in his eyes practically overflowed.

Internationally renowned chefs?

At the end of the day, it was still mass-produced cafeteria slop.

The air itself smelled greasy and cheap.

However, his gaze suddenly locked onto a table by the window.

A glimmer of delight surfaced in his eyes.

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