Life at the Top

“We have to attend this dinner,” Conrad said darkly.

Mitch nodded. He did not dare skip dinner when Henry was personally inviting him.

That night, they left the villa and made their way to the restaurant.

The restaurant was a hidden establishment by the Southface River shore, not too far from the large overbridge built last year that linked the two banks. Lights shone brightly every night, making it a stunning sight.

Serving one of Nauritus City’s best Falc cuisines, the Imperial Kitchen required ordinary folks to place a reservation at least a week in advance in order to dine there.

However, considering Jasper’s status and identity, the man did not need to make a reservation anywhere he went.

The Imperial Kitchen, for example, was considered a very distinguished restaurant. Yet, when Jasper had come here before to host guests, the owner had brought the general manager and the main chef over to greet him. The service was similar to how one would treat a king’s arrival.

a

Mr. Reese. My apologies,” Jasper said

be the owner of Imperial Kitchen, but he still had to tend

shook Jasper’s hand with both of his and he bowed with a ninety-degree

right we come to greet you in person. We’ve already canceled all

this to

you then, Mr. Reese,”

no trouble at all. The private room’s already been

Jasper and Henry

you so polite to

He walked with an expression so dark it deterred people from engaging him in conversation. On that

few polite words for us, yet it leaves a good impression and helps their reputation. It might not seem like much most of the time, but once accumulated,

if he was a monster when he

get tired of living like this? I’m starting to believe even your farts are timed and purposeful