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Sweet Sorrow novel Chapter 87

They played for a while on the shore, and both of them were wet from head to toe.

When they went back to the beach, the driver had already set up a grill to light the barbecue. He also brought two towels and stood respectfully aside.

Jacob put one towel on Nicole and wiped for her. Then he put the other on himself.

"Go get a chair for us." Seeing that Nicole stood on her tiptoe with her injured foot, Jacob turned his head to the driver and said.

"No, I'm fine." Nicole felt very sorry that the driver had to serve them.

But the driver didn't mind it at all. He nodded with a smile and went to get the chair.

Nicole twitched her mouth and tried to stand up to kick Jacob. "It's so hard to be your driver. He has to do everything for you," she said

Jacob raised his eyebrows and looked at Nicole. "Well, do you think it's unfair?"

Nicole nodded, then shook her head, "your driver didn't even think it's unfair. Why do I think it's unfair?"

"You little fool." Jacob reached out his hand and gently rubbed Nicole's head. "He has a high salary to be my driver."

"Really? How much is it? " Nicole asked curiously.

Jacob smiled. Nicole wanted to ask him more, but the driver had brought two chairs here.

It was a small bamboo chair in front of the grill, which was suitable for sitting comfortably on it.

Jacob helped Nicole sit down. Then he took out a bag of seafood and vegetables from a plastic bag and passed them to Nicole.

Nicole said nothing and put them on the grill. Seconds later, she smelled burnt.

"Ah, is the fire too strong?" Nicole flipped through the dishes and looked down at the fire, only to find that it couldn't be kept in a low-key way. She immediately became anxious and sweated.

Jacob, who was ordering dishes, heard the noise and turned to look at Nicole. Nicole was so embarrassed that he could not help laughing.

Nicole looked at Jacob's gloating face and couldn't help but taunt, "what are you laughing at? You're not as good as me!"

"Really?" Jacob snorted and walked to the grill with the dish he had ordered. He sat down, carefully smeared a layer of oil for them, and then put them on the grill.

Nicole was speechless, "..." How could she forget to add the oil!

Jacob stared intently at the dishes on the grill, and his two hands flipped over and over again in almost a second. A few minutes later, the dishes on the grill exuded an attractive smell.

"Wow, it smells good." Nicole couldn't help praising him.

A big smile curved Jacob's lips, and then he picked up a skewer of mature bacon, and using some seasonings, he handed it over to Nicole.

Its motion was so smooth that it was comparable to the men in the barbecue shop.

Nicole was amazed at the scene. She couldn't help but sigh, "if you can't make a living in the business world, you can sell your barbecue to earn money. I mean it."

When the driver heard what Nicole said, he almost choked himself with saliva.

How could Mrs. Du let Mr. Jacob, who was worth tens of billions, sell these barbecue food? She just didn't take Mr. Jacob seriously or take the barbecue too seriously?

But Jacob didn't think so much. He didn't even show any care about what Nicole said. Instead, he laughed and said, "I can do more than barbecue. How can I only cook and sell barbecue?"

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