Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 580 Gwen's POV 'The idea is simple," | began, looking at the three faces around the table. "We're changing the location of tomorrow night's dinner. Guests can be taken up in the tour truck or go by bike, whichever they prefer. No extra costs. The food stays exactly the same. Martina's amazing cooking. Just served somewhere different." We were sitting in the villa's kitchen, gathered around the large wooden table, steaming cups of tea in everyone's hands, the clock on the wall creeping toward ten p.m. Nick sat across from me, Martina to my right, Paula to my left.

All of them watching me with varying degrees of curiosity and skepticism. "And the guests are going to eat on the ground?" Paula asked, her voice heavy with doubt and irony. "Because | don't remember there being any tables up there." "We can improvise some tables using the wood and barrels you keep in the shed," | replied quickly. "But picnic-style setups with blankets are actually a great idea, Paula, thank you." | said it with a genuine smile, fully aware that wasn't exactly what she'd meant.

But if | was going to work with these people, | needed to include them, make them feel part of the process. ---- Especially Paula, who clearly still had reservations about me. "The wine can be complimentary that night," | continued before anyone could interrupt. "One glass per guest. House wine." "We always charge for alcohol," Nick said immediately, frowning. "It's part of the revenue." "From what you told me earlier," | countered gently, "you're barely selling any. Including a glass of house wine with dinner is a differentiator. It makes people feel special, taken care of.

take home afterward." | saw Nick consider that, his expression softening just a little. "On top of that," | went on, seizing the opening, "we need to work a bit on the atmosphere. Lighting. Rustic wooden signs. An arch made of grapevines with a few benches around it for photos. Maybe some tall bistro-style tables

explained, remembering Zoey's voice from earlier. Build a place that's perfect for photos, she'd said over the phone. But not something that looks obviously staged for ---- Instagram. No flashy backdrops or cheesy quotes. What needs to stand

and opening my notes. "Solar LED lights, they're not expensive. Wood for the signs, which you already have. Paint. Some fabric for picnic blankets if you don't have enough. Maybe a few potted

was basic business logic. "They'll be doing free advertising," | said, keeping my voice calm and steady. "And not just traditional word of mouth. They'll be doing free advertising online. Every photo they post, every story, every positive review is publicity you don't have to pay for. We ---- can even run a

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of professional- looking photos to feed their socials and start building digital presence before the influencers arrive. "And there's more," | continued aloud. "We'll use all the photos guests take for free to update your online presence. And trust me, Valemont