My Extraordinary Wife

Yes. One of your local idols, Aiden, is particularly good at it. I like him.” Despite being a Frenchman, Pierre answered in fluent English.

He had danced with Aiden several times before. The young man was handsome and talented. Most importantly, he was a hardworking and resilient man. He would definitely achieve great things in future.

“Aiden really is a very diligent man.” Ashlyn agreed. The mere mention of the man had her eyes sparkling brightly.

Suddenly, all the lights turned off and the restaurant was plunged into darkness. The only source of light came from a neon green sign showed where the emergency exit was.

The customers were stunned at first before dissatisfied murmuring broke out.

“What’s going on?”

“Is it a blackout?”

“Maybe something’s wrong with the power?”

“What a way to ruin the mood!”

The lobby manager hurried over to appease the customers.

Even with his best efforts, there were still a lot of unhappy customers. “We waited so long for a chance to eat here yet now there’s no electricity!”

“What is the hotel management doing?”

“I made my reservation ten days beforehand to get a table!”

it eight

told Pierre, “Excuse me. I’ll go

and took out her phone

“Send some staff out to buy candles and turn this into a candlelight dinner for everybody. Also, tell the kitchen staff to use the backup generator and ensure that the customers’ food is

beading on his forehead. “Yes,

a wonderful dining experience. I’m the resident singer here. Now, I would like to sing a song for all of

to make a fuss, they suddenly heard a crisp and clear voice

love, my

for your

A long, lonely time

time goes

time can

forgot all about their frustrations and

sweet and mournful as it

singer was a male, the female voice singing now added a slight touch of desperation and longing into

in their hearts. It was

could

come I’ve never heard of such a wonderful resident singer in the

I know right? Those are some

bet she’s about as good as Celine

“She’s so good!”

the beautiful vocals, at the voice that could make angels

shone his phone’s flashlight on her. Yet the woman raised a hand to cover