Love At The Wrong Table

Emmanuel and Mackenzie rarely had leisure moments together, so they looked forward to a cozy day.

But when they stepped into the restaurant, the waiter stopped them. “I’m sorry. Our restaurant has been booked for a private event today. We won’t be able to accommodate other guests.”

Emmanuel’s brows furrowed in disbelief. “But I made reservations yesterday,” he protested.

“Sir, I’m sorry. The guests who booked the entire venue are high-profile individuals.

They made a last-minute decision, so we had to stop service for other patrons,” the waiter explained courteously.

Emmanuel’s mood soured at the unexpected turn of events. This outing with

Mackenzie was a rare treat, and encountering such a mess dampened their day. To add to his frustration, this had never happened back in Yeringham. He grumbled, “Who are these people anyway? Acting all entitled and bossy.”

Just then, a Lamborghini pulled up. A woman stepped out and eyed them with a smirk.

“You might be surprised if we revealed our identity. But why make a fuss? Your reservation won’t cost you anything,” she taunted.

Mackenzie turned to face the woman who exuded authority. A cadre

was a sight that made others think twice before

to be intimidated, especially on a day when her husband had planned a special treat. She wasn’t going to let this chance slip away.

perfectly. He asserted, “I don’t understand why you’ve reserved the entire restaurant, but we’ve made our reservations already. We’re entitled to

from them reacted incredulously as if the situation were

Ashford from Valoria. She’s engaged to Blaze Silverbane. You don’t want to mess with her.”

understood the reason behind their arrogance.

and service.” Though tinged with embarrassment, the waiter’s demeanor remained respectful as he politely requested the couple to

power and influence, as exemplified by their remarkable achievement at the Grand Martial Showdown. With such clout,

wanting to cause trouble, briefly considered finding

stand those two it’s probably best not to welcome them back here You wouldn’t want

water was frustrated by her audacity Her remarks felt like platant bullying and crossing

pushed off tesse’s comments Looks We we’re slaying

the restaurant. She was curious to