Love At The Wrong Table

Swiftly, two groups of people boarded different cars yet ultimately arrived simultaneously at the renowned Shallow Waterside Chef’s Kitchen.

“Wow, this restaurant is truly magnificent!” exclaimed Alina and Cherlynn as they arrived, filled with awe.

Without hesitation, they whipped out their phones, striking various poses and snapping pictures to share with their friends on social media.

Ryder and Emmanuel’s families quietly looked around. They were not used to the idea of having to post on social media before sitting down for a meal.

Walking into the lobby with his head held high, he said, “Let’s go, let’s take more photos inside!”

Cherlynn could not resist glancing back at Emmanuel and the others, murmuring softly to herself, “Honestly, how does Jack have these relatives? They just show up whenever there is a meal, just here for the free food, right?”

However, this time, Ryder and the others overheard what she had said.

Tia quickly turned to Emmanuel. “Emmanuel, why don’t we dine separately from them? It is a bit crowded, isn’t it?”

Emmanuel agreed with a nod, already planning to reserve two separate private rooms.

However, at this moment, Alina was already shouting ahead, “What? No private rooms available? Are you saying all of us must dine at the regular tables in the main h

The restaurant’s waiter wore an indifferent expression as he replied, “I’m sorry, but ou private rooms require advance reservations. Unless you’re a VIP, we cannot accommodate last-minute requests for private rooms.”

Jack feeling

breath, “Did that guy just imply that

quickly spoke up, “Forget it. Let’s just eat outside. It is all the same food in the end, isn’t it?”

is currently sponsored, we cannot just spend money recklessly. Besides, I am not

more money, and I am

a large round table in a corner. Despite Emm family’s attempt to avoid them, they ended up being placed next to Jack and Al family.

very displeased and convinced that Emmanuel and his family

people dining at this kind of restaurant,

he silently vowed. No, I cannot let this happen. I need to come up with

that moment, Angela Silverbane gently guided Old Mr. Silverbane into their family-owned restaurant. As they made their way upstairs to the private

isn’t that Mr. Lowe?”

sight, Stanley’s face

mind how Emmanuel had helped the Silverbane family secure a promotion spot and, at the

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, he resolved to

going on. Why is Mr. Lowe seated there?”

promptly, his tone showing a hint of anger.

understood immediately and promptly directed someone to take care of it.