Chapter 189 Meal worth of her living room

Adriana suddenly gained a whole new understanding of the phrase “barely make do.”

Carson led the way to a Michelin one-star Japanese restaurant in New York City — the only truly authentic Japanese restaurant in the area. All the ingredients were flown in directly from Japan, and both the chefs and waitstaff were Japanese.

The décor perfectly reflected the Japanese artisanal spirit — subtle, exquisite, and upgraded to be even more pleasing to the eye.

Adriana smiled politely, though she was crying inside. “Deputy Director Carson, you have excellent taste.”

“You’ve only discovered less than one percent of my good qualities.”

Yes, yes, except for the scummy parts, Adriana muttered inwardly.

Carson was clearly familiar with the place. The waiter immediately recognized him and respectfully led them to a private room, speaking Japanese as he introduced the new seasonal dishes.

Carson responded fluently in Japanese, relaxed and casual, as if he were hosting in his own living room.

Meanwhile,