The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1973

Grant hung up the phone.

Another car drove up from a distance. It was the designated car of that barbecue restaurant.

Grant narrowed his eyes. Two young waiters got out of the car and walked over with a smile.

"The charcoal that Ms. Stanton ordered..."

Grant's eyes flickered, and he nodded.

The waiter asked him with a warm smile," Do you need our help to carry it up for you?"

Grant shook his head. "No need, just leave it here. By the way, are you the only ones who came to deliver things?"

The waiter nodded. "Yes. Ms. Stanton is our VIP customer, so our manager specially ordered us to deliver it as soon as possible. It's been exactly fifteen minutes since she placed the order."

Grant pursed his lips in silence.

Fifteen minutes was indeed the fastest time from that restaurant's location to Nicole's place.

This meant that someone got the news faster than the restaurant.

Grant pondered and said, "Thank you."

The waiter smiled and left.

After Grant pondered for a while, he made another call.

"Mr. Jensen, there’s something I have to inform you..."

Grant's call lasted for ten minutes.

During this time, his men had already disposed of the other box from earlier.

After Nicole's repeated urging, Grant carried the heavy box of charcoal upstairs.

There was laughter coming from the living room.

Clayton rolled up his sleeves, showing off his lean forearms, and was working hard among the crowd.

Yvette was bickering with Lance. Although they had not seen each other for a while, Yvette was still reluctant to give up halfway and come back to Atlanta.

Julie and Ian were playing games with Chatty and Levi, and they got along pretty well.

Aida and Nicole were busy preparing the

ingredients. They whispered a few words from time to time, and Aida began to recommend something to Nicole.

Everything looked fine.

Grant took a deep breath and suppressed the heaviness in his heart.

He pretended to be relaxed as he walked in. Clayton then hurried over to take the box from Grant.

"Thanks, Big Brother. I wanted to go earlier, but Nicole sent you down when I wasn't paying attention."

Clayton smiled warmly, looking so h>b*:SIT >some and out of this world.

Grant nodded and let go of the box.

"I was on a call downstairs, so I came up late."

Grant explained to Aida, who was behind

him.

Aida smiled and urged Grant to wash his hands before eating.

Grant nodded and turned to leave.

The balcony was very big with an automatic glass roof and windows. The lighting, temperature, and airflow could be adjusted according to the amount of sunlight and humidity.

Everyone sat at the outdoor table and chairs that had been set up a while ago and watched Clayton smoking some meat.

Nicole took a photo and sent it to Floyd.

She thought, 'Isn't BBQ more fun than fishing?’

However, she messaged Floyd. [Dad, how many fish did you catch today?]

The message did not get sent out after a long time.

Soon after, she got an automated reply. [ You’ve been blocked by the other party.]

Nicole was speechless and thought, 'Dad blocked me?!'

She called Mr. Anderson and asked him to prepare more food for Floyd.

Mr. Anderson said, "The Chairman didn't catch a single fish today, so he’s in a bad mood. He said that he doesn't want dinner."

No wonder!

Nicole did not know if she should laugh or cry.