Natasha Comes Calling

"Come on! To reward your hard work these past few days, I permit you to eat as much as you want today—eat until you're full!"

Without Nalant's order, although the girls were already drooling over the skewers in the wooden basins before them, none dared make a move.

Seeing this, Nalant walked over and gave the order.

"Thank you for your generosity, my lord!"

"Mm, eat! There'll be plenty of opportunities like this in the future. I've said it before—follow me, and you'll live good lives from now on!"

Only then did the girls cautiously reach out and begin taking skewers from the wooden platters.

Girls were girls. Though they were starving for a taste as well, they did not scramble as rudely as Quick and the other guards had back then.

Instead, they picked up the skewers in an orderly manner and ate with refined little bites.

Satisfied by the sight, Nalant nodded before returning to the wooden table at the side.

"Sir Nalant, it seems your life is quite leisurely. You're actually holding a barbecue luncheon in the army camp!" Just as Nalant was about to pick up a few skewers himself, a woman's voice came from behind him.

"Miss Natasha?" Nalant turned around and saw someone rather unexpected: Natasha of the Frank Family.

Natasha wore a long red dress today, her beautiful brown hair cascading down her back. With her lovely figure, she was utterly breathtaking.

Even though she had already entered the camp, quite a few young men around the camp were still secretly staring in this direction, swallowing now and then.

"Hehe, Sir Nalant, it's been a long time! Why do you seem so surprised?" Natasha acted not the least bit like a stranger. As she spoke, she walked to the wooden table and sat