Build a restaurant for her

Jack sized up his hand, making Laquan scowl a little.

Quan slides his hand out of his grip.

"Take a seat, please."he motioned to the third seat at the table.

Jack sat down and his assistant whom Laquan hadn't noticed stood behind him.

"I figured traveling up from Australia down here must have been a little stressful,so,i decided to treat you to a coffee."

"Treat me?"Jack laughed.

"You must be kidding,Mr Laquan.

I find it offensive that you invited me to a place like this instead.

Is your company such a mess that you don't want me to see it?"

Laquan chuckled.

"Like I said,coffee makes.."

"Mr Laquan, please, don't joke.

I find this place derogatory instead. Were all the talks about you being another Jackson in USA a bluff?.

You can't find a better place to invite me to?"he quipped.

"You seem to have much to say,so,talk on, Mr Jack."Quan taunted.

Jack's thick brows pulled together.

"What are you implying,Mr Laquan?. Are you saying I am a talkative?"

"If that's what yo

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