Chapter 472 His Countermeasure

As Christian swallowed one spoonful of sea cucumber after another, the masked woman's eyelids twitched again and again.

Everybody present except for Christian and Jessica knew that White was allergic to sea cucumber, but this man in front of them was clearly not.

Face of everybody else at the table changed, and almost all of them put down their forks and knives. Some even had their hands clenched around their guns.

Christian was the only one appearing composed. He was still enjoying other dishes.

Standing on the other side of Christian, Jessica perceived the change in the others' mood. She knew that the tension was reaching flashpoint, and that they were in desperate need of a favorable turn of situation.

Right at that moment, Christian unhurriedly put down his fork, wiped his mouth on a napkin and lifted his head to look at the masked woman. "I've eaten more than enough to satisfy you, I suppose?"

"I'm not satisfied."

The masked woman's tone of voice was very weird. "Since when