Chapter <b>38 </b>
Veronica looked down and giggled secretly, quickly denying it while curiously asking, “Then what is it?”
“Of course it’s to celebrate your recovery and discharge from the hospital. We’re weing Smile’s official return,” Courtney replied.
Courtney had already sensed that this meeting wouldn’t go well with Victor around. She just hadn’t
expected it to happen so quickly. Then again, it was fine. With the meeting ending early, the reservation wouldn’t go to waste.
Veronica’s cheeks warmed as she realized what Courtney had nned all along. “Courtney, I really-”
Before she could finish saying thanks, Courtney cut her off with a grin, “Hey, don’t you dare say those two
words. I’ll pretend I didn’t hear them.”
With that, the two of them headed to Spago, a famous private kitchen restaurant in Jouver. Their menu changed daily depending on the chef’s mood.
Despite this seemingly risky sales approach, the restaurant had built its reputation over the years through
word of mouth due to its exceptional food quality. Without connections to make advance reservations, one simply couldn’t get a table here.
While standing outside the restaurant, Veronica remembered when she’d carefully nned Heath’s birthday dinner at Spagost year. However, he never showed up. Later, she learned from entertainment
headlines that Heath and Eleanor had gone sailing together.
That night, she barely ate a few bites of that meal.
The head chef, Alejandro Lewis, had evene over personally to ask if Veronica had anyints about his cooking. However, she was too heartbroken at the time. When his pressing questions sounded
somewhat fierce, she burst into tears.
It must’ve been Alejandro’s first time dealing with that situation. “Whoa, whoa, miss. Okay, okay, my bad! I’m sorry, alright? How about the next time youe in, the food is on me. You can order whatever you
want<b>, </b>okay<i>?</i>”
The image of Alejandro frantically handing her napkins to wipe her face was still vivid in her memory.
Veronica’s eyes curved <i>into </i>a smile as she entered the restaurant with Courtney.
However, after checking Courtney’s reservation<b>, </b>the hostess’s expression immediately changed. “Sorry, Ms. Powell, your reserved private room is <i>no </i>longer avable. Would it be okay to move you to the main dining area?<b>” </b>
Courtney’s gaze sharpened. “What do <i>you </i>mean? I thought your ce didn’t y games with overbooking.
I made this reservation over a week ago.”
The hostess shrank under her re and quickly called for the manager, Ronan Perry.
Ronan came over with a polite attitude and apologized first before exining, “Here’s the situation. A gentleman just booked your suite for ast–minute birthday celebration for his girlfriend. He said if you arrive, he’s willing to pay ten times the rate to buy you out, plus cover your full bill tonight.”
Any normal person hearing such terms would be tempted. But unfortunately, Courtney had hit a streak of
bad luck today. Even her anticipated restaurant had this kind of mix–up, leaving her in a foul mood.
“What if I refuse?”
“Well…” Ronan looked genuinely troubled.
Veronica said softly, “How about you take us to meet this gentleman and let him speak to us personally?”
“Please wait a moment.”
Ronan made an internal call. After getting approval from the other party, he led the two women to the private room door. The door wasn’tpletely closed, and the people inside sang “Happy Birthday” in
unison.
A few voices in the back were shouting, “Kiss! Kiss!”
Through the narrow gap, Veronica clearly saw who the birthday girl was.
Heath stood behind Eleanor, hand over hers, guiding the knife to cut the first slice of cake. He said, ” Happy birthday, Eleanor.”
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<b>Chapter </b><b>39 </b>