Chapter 1232

Matthew was even more reluctant to have a meal with Zachary. "It's not that simple. We can't solve your problem in just a sentence or two." Thinking Matthew didn't want to help him, Zachary grabbed his arm. "Godfather, please help me out." Matthew was speechless. Zachary was older than him, and calling him "bro" was awkward enough. Now he was even calling him "Godfather", all just to mooch off a woman. As a man, Matthew couldn't bring himself to refuse anymore. "Fine. Let's find a spot to talk." Twenty minutes later, they were in a small diner with four plates on the table—french fries, a house salad, mozzarella sticks, and spaghetti marinara. Zachary looked apologetic. "Sorry. Money's tight for me right now, so this is all I can manage. When I'm better off, I'll treat you to something nicer." Matthew smiled. "Don't worry about it. We're mainly here to talk. What we're eating isn't important." Zachary raised a glass of beer. "Alright. Let's have a toast. Thanks for coming here t