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.

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Mr. Reese. My apologies,” Jasper said with

owner of Imperial Kitchen, but he still

Jasper’s respect. He shook Jasper’s hand with both of his and he bowed with a ninety-degree angle as

Kitchen, Mr. Laine. It’s only right we come to greet you in person. We’ve already canceled all other reservations today and cleared the restaurant just to serve

this to please him, such treatment had

you

trouble at all. The private room’s already been prepared,

led with Jasper and Henry following

so polite to people like this

today after losing a considerable amount of money. He walked with an expression so dark it deterred people from engaging him in conversation. On that day, Henry

yet it leaves a good impression and helps their

if he was a monster when he heard him say

this? I’m starting to believe even your farts are timed and purposeful at this point. Seriously, I don’t even know how you haven’t f*cked yourself over with