Chapter 8: Dinner

Max ignored the growling sensation in his stomach and continued to focus on his work. He skipped breakfast this morning because of a meeting with the investors.

Mark came in with a lunch bag on his hand. "Mr. Easton, your wife wants me to give this to you."

Max glanced at the familiar bag then went back to work. Mark silently placed the bag on the couch and returned to his office.

The stomach pains becomes too unbearable for Max to continue with his work. He hissed in pain and grabbed the bag. Hoping that Amber didn't cook him anything poisonous.

He was surprised that the food is still warm despite being uneaten for an hour. The bento-style Chicken Teriyaki with rice and a potato salad seems to be handled with precise care. He can tell that this can even surpass an average home cook.

He is very picky with food and will hate it if not seasoned properly. Let's see if Amber's cooking is good.

He took a bite of the chicken and he couldn't stop devouring the food. He was sad that the f