Chapter Two Hundred Forty-One

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED FORTY-ONE

*This is not great news! Instead, this is disastrous news!!*

Mr Jordan took his time as he bit from his steak again and chew gently and then reached for the glass of wine to wash it down his throat.

Drake was curious to know what great news Mr Jordan may have. He pretended to be too focused on the food before him as he chew the tender fish in his mouth. The savouring sensation of the fish hit him really hard. It was indeed delicious. Abigail is sure a brilliant cook. For some reason, this brought back some memories he shouldn't be remembering at this time.

He is dining with his enemies on the same table for fuck sake!

His mother, Mary had always been a lover of fish in fact she is the artisan of all every variety of fish you could think of. There's a special way his mother would make the fish that you would always ask for seconds if not for thirds.

They usually have fish for dinner and his father had really loved it.

The Nostalgia hit him so hard t