Chapter 397 The Benevolent Favor Of The Empress
- Jackson didn’t put her down; he carried her while buying two hot dogs, handing one to her and, after a moment of thought, handing her the other too.
- “You’re giving me both? Aren’t you going to eat?” Miranda asked hesitantly.
- “Of course I’ll eat,” Jackson chuckled. “But as the driver, I have to ensure your safety. My hands are full, so you can feed me.”