Chapter: 1736

Is it okay with you if we have a look now?"

Trevor didn't react for a while. It was only later that he realized Dewey was talking to him. He said with a nod, "Of course. Come on, I'll take you there."

Then, Dewey and Trevor left the private room.

Rachel and Alberto sat opposite each other, so there was a considerable distance between them.

Trevor had arranged for the most luxurious private room for them, oblivious to the fact that only two people would dine there. The room could actually accommodate ten people.

"Mr. Gibson, shall we start our meal?"

"Okay."

Rachel picked up a few dishes. The appetizing aroma was very tempting.

But for some reason, her thoughts were still in disarray. She didn't even know she had been staring blankly at the slowly rotating lazy Susan.

The lazy Susan suddenly stopped when a dish was right in front of her.

Rachel mechanically took a bite of the food on her plate. It was tasteless, so she thought of picking up something else. She reached out and gently nudged the lazy Susan. But unfortunately, it didn't budge.

She raised her head and looked at Alberto, only to find out that his hand was resting on top of it.

"Did you not get enough sleep last night?" Alberto suddenly asked.

Rachel was confused by his question.

"You have dark circles under your eyes," Alberto explained.

"Really?" Rachel subconsciously reached out and touched her eyes. She seemed a little concerned. When she applied light makeup on her face earlier, she didn't notice any pronounced dark circles under her eyes.

"Yes, they are very obvious," Alberto replied, nodding his head. Then, his eyes fell on the dish in front of her. He reminded her, “Try it."

It was snow clam stewed with papaya. This dish was known to nourish the skin. Aside from its beauty-enhancing properties, drinking its soup would also help people improve their sleep quality.

Rachel immediately understood what Alberto meant. She raised her eyes and met his.

"Mr. Gibson, do I really have such heavy dark circles?"

Alberto was at a loss for words.

"I think I look pretty good, and I don't need this dish to maintain my beauty. So, do you really think I have to eat this?" There was no hint of anger in Rachel's voice. Actually, she only wanted to tease Alberto.

Ever since she'd known him, he hadn't shown his sense of humor. He always wore that solemn expression.

“You are thinking too much," Alberto replied succinctly.