The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife by Zara Gibbon

Chapter 678

This was truly a luxurious barbecue feast, with each ingredient being of the highest quality.

The servants could not wait to eat.

“Wow, wow, wow. This is really the best delicacy in the world. It would be great if there was some cold beer.”

“There is! It’s in the trunk of the car. I’ll bring it over,” Peter said and hurriedly went to the car to bring a box of beer over.

Dahlia also hurriedly waved. “Give me a bottle too!”

“Who else wants it?” Peter gave each of them a bottle.

Bruce suddenly said, “Give me a bottle too.”

Peter was stunned when he heard this. The others looked at each other.

Mr. Everett actually wanted to drink beef?

This beer that Peter had bought was very cheap.

Bruce had always been very picky, and he basically only drank red wine that cost tens of thousands of dollars or 200

thousand dollars a bottle.

Bruce had never even tried this kind of cheap beer.

“Hurry up!” Bruce urged impatiently with a mouthful of food.

Peter reacted and hurriedly handed him a bottle. “This is for you, Mr. Everett.” He opened the bottle cap at the same time.

Bruce took the bottle and took a sip of beer.

“What’s this taste? Why does it taste so strange?”

“Bruce, you can’t

can I eat barbecue and not

choked in anger and snatched the beer bottle from Bruce’s hand. “There’s freshly squeezed juice here. You can drink juice instead.

It’s already

the beer carefully, it was snatched away. He pouted and was very

just shot him a warning look.

Bruce picked up the glass

their round bellies and pestered Bruce

without

along with the

careful!” Joanna reminded Bruce

a lingering fear and did not want Bruce to touch her car anymore. Even if he was driving a kart, she was still

it’s okay. This kart is

spoke, he got into a kart. “Buzz!”

faster, go faster.”

driving skills on the beach and drifted

guys saw this, they applauded in admiration. “Wow, Bruce

saying!” Bruce

pack her things. She smiled and said, “Joann, look at Mr. Everett. He’s like a

laughed

happier now. He did not have much

But…

to worry again. “Joann, we’ll cross the bridge when we get there. Don’t

know,”

is for you.” Joanna handed a plate of grilled abalone

grill it myself. Don’t

sitting here anyway,” said Joanna. Then, she took the lamb and beef

to roast.

hungry. I should grill the food for them first, so they won’t be growling with hunger later.”

On the beach.

were still playing around. “Bruce,