“Mr. Ataturk my people will send you the documents tomorrow and also share your address to Zack so that we can close this as soon as possible”

Mr. Ataturk understood Edward was not interested in his subject of discussion and he nodded immediately but his eyes were stuck on the other table.

The model kept some food on Edward’s plate and said gently, “Mr. King try this Guacamole, although this is not a rare dish but this restaurant makes the best in city”

Edward didn’t even look at her and said in a plain tone, “I don’t like Mexican food”

He was not a kid who didn't understand what she...