Female Novel
Chapter 317: Jungle
Chapter 317: Jungle
He actually had feelings for Nora, although Cheyenne was better looking and more accomplishedthan Nora. However, she had a strong personality, which he didn't like.
But on second thought, this was the first time in his over twenty years of life that a girl had activelyconfessed to him. So he should be tactful when he refused, avoiding being too direct. Even a strongwoman like Cheyenne would feel sad if a guy rejected her.
However, Jerry was overthinking it. Cheyenne had invited him here for a different reason. But shewasn't planning to confess.
There was no way she'd be interested in a guy with a face full of acne.
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At the Vintage Club, Table Number Three in Hall Number One.
Finally, the dishes were served.
The long table, covered with white velvet tablecloth, was adorned with fragrant red roses. Thecandles emitted a soft, elliptical glow, reflecting on the highball glasses. Two steaks and a bottle ofauthentic Bordeaux wine from France were set carefully, making them look extremely appetizing inthis refined environment.
Not far away, a blond and blue-eyed young man was dressed in a black tuxedo, sitting in front of ablack-and-white piano. He played Schubert's Serenade passionately. Many other customers in thehall watched him, and once the piece was finished, the hall was filled with loud applause.
Mikaela was no exception. She had attended a two-year piano class, but due to her family'sfinancial constraints, she had to quit. She had taken exams and earned a Level 4 piano certificate.
Sean, on the other hand, was a genuine prodigal rich second-generation guy. In addition to playingvideo games online, his life was limited to car racing and drinking with his buddies.
So, when he saw his girlfriend applauding another man, Sean felt quite upset. What was so specialabout that guy? He could only play the piano.
Shortly after, the pianist who had played came over and stood in front of Mikaela.
With a handsome, sunny face, he asked, "Miss, I noticed you were enjoying my music earlier. May Iinvite you to play a piece with me?"
What?
Flirting with his girlfriend right in front of him!
What piano playing?
He could see it clearly; this was about flirting!
That flirting expression and gestures were so annoying.
Just as Mikaela was about to agree willingly, Sean suddenly stood up and forcefully pushed theman aside. In a fit of anger, he refused the man's offer and said loudly, "Get lost! My girlfrienddoesn't know how to play the piano, and she won't play a piece with a server."
His behavior was rude, his voice was raised, and he quickly attracted the attention of thesurrounding people.
Making a loud commotion in a public place was already impolite behavior, and on top of that, Sean'sdiscriminatory words made the restaurant owner and many employees unhappy.
Mikaela felt extremely embarrassed. She had never experienced such an embarrassing moment, allthanks to Sean.novelbin
She wished she could bury her head under the table. She shot Sean a slightly brighter look andwhispered in a cold tone, "Sean, please stop."
"Why shouldn't I say it? What's with this lousy restaurant? Just a meal, and they have a guy playingthe piano to affect our appetites," Sean retorted.
"Lousy restaurant?" This particular restaurant happened to be the only three-star Michelinrestaurant in Akloit.
The chef was a genuine Frenchman known for his tiramisu, steak, and foie gras, and he had evenwon first place on the "Gourmet King Culinary Showdown."
Many people had to book a table here a month in advance, and it was a popular spot for socialmedia influencers and rich second-generation individuals.
Strangely enough, when he was considering booking a table, there happened to be a cancellation,and the restaurant's customer service called him to offer a reservation at a 30% discount.
He thought he was lucky to have secured a great deal. If he had known it would be such a hassle todine here, he would have gone to an ordinary restaurant.
The restaurant owner personally came to apologize to Sean and promised to comp the meal. Seannodded happily, thinking it was due to his own assertiveness that the owner was scared of him.
However, what he didn't know was that after the incident, the owner left the first hall and wentthrough a long corridor to reach a private room on the second floor, Room 216. He knocked on thedoor, standing with his hands down. The door soon opened.
A young woman in white approached, casting a cold glance. "How did it go?"
"Everything went as you expected, Miss Lawrence. Sean brought his girlfriend to dine, and Norafollowed right behind. She's currently at Table Five in Hall Number One," the owner reported.
Upon hearing Cheyenne's words, Sean felt a mix of confusion and surprise. Cheyenne extended astack of cash from her purse and handed it to the owner's representative. "Go and serve all thesignature dishes from your menu," she said.
The thick wad of cash was estimated to be at least 200, 000 dollars.
The restaurant owner, now holding the money, left with a big smile to fulfill the request. He thenreturned to Table Three, followed by two chefs dressed in white uniforms and tall white hats. Theybegan to bring dish after dish of exquisite, beautifully presented dishes to Sean's table.
Sean was stunned and looked at his girlfriend. He turned to the owner and said, "I didn't order thismany dishes."
The restaurant owner opened a bottle of red wine with a corkscrew, poured a glass of the dark redwine into a tall wine glass, and spoke, "Sir, these are our apologies for disturbing your diningexperience. All of this is complimentary."
Mikaela noticed the red wine, recognizing it from a wine cabinet at a classmate's house. It was a1982 vintage, worth over 10, 000 dollars. She thought that offering such expensive wine and dishesas an apology was quite generous. The restaurant owner, however, seemed genuinely sincere withhis smile.