With which money?

Chapter 25

He also had his perfume which was quite expensive spread all around his body, and immediately the aura filled the whole room. And Franklin couldn't help but let out a slight smile and gave him a thumbs up, nodding his head.

This is how he had always wanted him to be looking like. A Trillionaire that he is.

Suddenly, a knock came on the door.

“Please, come in,” Michael ordered and took his seat on the Aresline Xten designed by Pininfarina and had his arms rested on the arm.

Immediately the door swung open and a female cook walked in. She was carrying a golden tray and on top of it was an expensive bowl containing food, a bottle of champagne, and a crystal cup.

“Here! Drop it down here!” He said which she did with a bow and left. He quickly opened it and it was filled with fried rice and a large lap of chicken which filled his nose.

Without wasting any time, he started eating as if he were on a run. He didn't mind whether Franklin was staring at him or not

He didn't