"Yes, Young Master."
In less than five minutes, Charlie River found out where the three of them were dining.
"Go to the restaurant."
The black Lincoln fleet quickly turned around.
In the membership-based western restaurant, a band was playing melodious violin music live.
The sound of the violin was melodious, drifting in the sky.
The three of them were dining, occasionally talking softly, joking and laughing.
Thomas Shannon saw this scene from afar, his handsome face as cold as ice.
How much face does Jim Jones have to need two women to accompany him for dinner?
What kind of look is Sophie Sullivan giving, staring straight at Jim Jones?
Damn it!
"Young Master, aren't you going in?" Charlie River asked softly from the side.
Thomas Shannon held Harry in one hand and took out his mobile phone with the other, giving him a cold look, "What's it to you?"
Charlie River hurriedly admitted his mistake, "Young Master, I overstepped."
