Gray Lance: Useless Son-in-law Is The Billionaire General

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Stacy pulls at his shirt and whispers to him. “What are you doing, Gray? It takes thirty thousand dollars to pay for a table there! We can't afford it!”

“You are nuts.” Mateo snorts. “The twin towers restaurant can't give you a reservation, even if you can afford it!”

Gray takes out his phone and makes a very quick call to Alice.

“Yes, I need a table at the twin towers restaurant now. Call them immediately because I will be on my way in two minutes!”

“It's done, sir.” Alice says, just after two seconds.

Gray's phone vibrates, he has just been sent the confirmation message.

Mateo scoffs. “Now, this is impossible!”

“Stacy and I will be heading there to have dinner. You all can eat this cheap food, or you can come and join us.” Gray takes Stacy's hand and starts to walk away.

Wendy can't believe what she has just experienced. Did Gray actually get the table?

She holds on to Mateo's hand and pouts her mouth. “Honey, you told me that you will get me a reservation at the twin towe