Chapter 739 International Political Drama, Played Out Over Dinner (Yikes!)

Zayn curled into a lopsided smile. Riling these foreigners was his precise intention. So what if a few Rheasians with inferiority complex had humbled themselves so much that it inflated these foreign races’ ego that after a period of time being served as master, they thought they could lord over everyone else. But Zayn, oh he would not feel welcomed and entitled at all. They were in Rheasian land; they were the ones who should bend under the host and their rules! Smith was balling his fists so hard that he could hear his knuckles popping from under the table. With almost impossible willpower, he managed to keep his ire from spilling out while forcing a mechanical smile out of his lips. “Excuse me, Mr. Larson, but I was wondering where did you learn—” He had not even finished his sentence when Zayn suddenly turned to Annabelle and said, “Oh, Miss Laking, I forgot. I’m craving some top-notch pork ribs, so please help me order it.” “O-Oh!” Annabelle was stunned for a second, but her e