With his eyes slightly narrowed, he pondered silently for a while, placed the menu beside him, and looked up at Enzo Laurent opposite. The corners of his lips curled lazily, "Grandpa, what's this about? If you're short on people, I can help you recruit another team another day. Why fight over a little assistant with me?"
He spoke carelessly, the corners of his lips slightly pursed, that arc resembling a shrewd fox.
He didn't directly confront Enzo Laurent; his seemingly considerate words indirectly struck back at him, defining Enzo's actions as "snatching."
"What? Can't bear to part?" Enzo was also a shrewd person. The grandfather and grandson locked eyes, both brimming with cunning, not letting the situation escalate, but their words were laced with hidden daggers.
He was testing Ethan Laurent's reaction.
