Chapter 953 Treating Everyone to Oxtail Soup
Benjamin strode to the front. He was evidently a walking pheromone dispenser, for he instantly became the center of attention.
Everyone couldn’t take their eyes off his handsome features and regal aura.
“Do you mind allowing me to cut in line? My wife and kids are hungry. Your oxtail soups will be on me.”
Given his innate majesty, no one interrupted or cut him off.
After listening to him, everyone cheered, finding it all romantic beyond words that he was buying food for his wife and children.
In fact, those standing near him promptly expressed their agreement.
“We’re in no hurry, so go ahead.”
Inclining his head in thanks, Benjamin ordered a few servings for a takeaway before paying via e-payment.
“I’m treating everyone in line. Is ten thousand enough?” Benjamin asked the stall owner.
The stall owner gaped at Benjamin before taking a look at the long queue.
“That’s too much! At the very most, it’ll only be a few thousand!”
No one knew the exact amount, so Benjamin still paid ten thousand after arching a brow.
“Then, just consider it my treat for those after me until everything is sold.”
The stall owner was nonplussed. “This is really too much, Sir! All I have here isn’t worth ten thousand. Let me refund five thousand to you!”
“No, it’s okay. Just consider it as tips from me.”
Ultimately, Benjamin wasn’t in the habit of taking money back after paying.
At his generosity, the stall owner didn’t argue further. All he could do was prepare larger portions for the man.
After that, Benjamin beckoned at the bodyguards.
The captain of the bodyguards jogged over. “Mr. Graham!”
“If you guys want to eat oxtail soup, have some to go. It’s my treat. Get more and bring it back for the others,” Benjamin said.
Flattered, the captain of the bodyguards nodded fervently.
“Understood, Mr. Graham! Mr. Graham, why don’t you go over to Mrs. Graham first? I’ll bring the food over in a while.”
Seeing that a few servings were already ready, Benjamin picked them up. “Take the remaining few later.”
Then he walked back toward Arissa.
When the children saw the man coming back with food in his hands, they all wore expressions of astonishment.
“Mommy, Daddy has indeed jumped the queue!”
Arissa scrutinized the man heading toward her. Whoa, he really cut in line?
“What did you do?” She regarded him with merriment dancing in her eyes.
Benjamin swept a gaze over her and the children.
Before he could explain, the stall owner at the front hollered, “Calm down, everyone! That gentleman earlier is treating all of you to oxtail soup, and that goes for everyone in line!”
Upon hearing that, Arissa chuckled, never having expected Benjamin to use such a tactic. “How generous of you, Graham!”
“Others won’t be willing to let me cut in line otherwise.” Benjamin’s lips quirked up. “Let’s get into the car first.”
Cradling Jesse in her arms, Arissa ordered the children to go over to the car.
“Everyone, follow me. We’re not queuing anymore.”
Benjamin kept an eye on the five boys.
Gavin, Tim, Zachary, Oliver, and Jasper were over the moon.
“That was smart of you, Mr. Graham!” Jasper complimented.
In response, Benjamin glanced at him, his thin lips curving upward.
“How generous of you, Mr. Graham!”
Oliver flashed the man a thumbs-up.
With oxtail soup to go in both hands, Benjamin motioned at Arissa. “Hurry up and go over there.”
The children giggled and ran over.
Only when Arissa and the children were all settled in the car did Benjamin climb in.
“Quick, give it to us, Mr. Graham!”
Zachary was incredibly eager to eat.
Benjamin looked at them, only to see the children gazing at him with expressions of anticipation on their faces.
“Let’s just eat when we arrive home, okay?”
In all honesty, he wasn’t the kind of person who ate in the car.
Gavin pursed his lips. “It won’t be delicious anymore if we wait until we arrive home, Daddy!”
The trip home takes at least half an hour!
“It’s only delicious when we eat it hot now. Give me a serving!” Arissa interjected.
She reached out to take a serving from him, but Benjamin placed the oxtail soup on the table in the car. “It’s still scalding hot, so let it cool for a while.”
