"Wait here," Milady said nonchalantly, strutting toward the back kitchen.
Moments later, she returned carrying a tray with two plates of warm rice, savory-smelling grilled chicken, and sweet iced tea. The aroma hit Ray's nose instantly, making his stomach scream even louder. Without asking, Milady set the food on the table and sat opposite him.
"Eat up," Milady said softly, sliding a plate toward him.
Ray, already boiled over with rage, grabbed his chopsticks. "What the fuck did you do to Karl, bitch?! Answer me first!"
Milady sighed, propping her chin on one hand while stirring her iced tea. "Man, this fucking dog is loud as shit. Eat first and stop barking. My food ain't poisoned. If I wanted you dead, I'd've chopped your fucking head off yesterday." She said flatly.
