It was probably a once in a lifetime event.

Somebody even uploaded the pitch-black video to the internet.

Just as Ashlyn finished her second song, the manager came running inside while sweating profusely. Behind him were several staff members carrying candles.

“My sincerest apologies, dearest guests. Our technicians are working as fast as they can to solve this problem and we’ve also contacted the Power Supply Bureau. We’ve brought you some candles so you may all enjoy a candlelit dinner. Tonight, everything shall be on the house!”

Then, he instructed his staff to distribute the candles to various tables.

Within minutes, the restaurant glittered like fireflies were dancing around inside.

Needless to say, the atmosphere this created was indescribably romantic.

Ashlyn took this opportunity to slip back into her seat across from Pierre.

In the kitchen, the generator was growling loudly as it generated enough electricity so the kitchen staff could resume their duties.

If that were placed in the dining area, the noise it created would have affected the customers’ mood and dining experience.

That was why Ashlyn decided on using candles instead.

“Ms. Berry, you’re so amazing!” Pierre shot her thumbs up.

“You flatter me. My singing is nothing special.” She stated calmly.

of a record company. I could give him your number

lowered her eyes. “Pierre, I’m not interested. You have

know. Keep everything low profile and then some.” Admiration shone on

“That’s right.”

Power Supply

members on duty were trembling as they stared at the Satan who

Nolan, called their director earlier and ordered them to shut down the electricity supply

the hell

had thought that by cutting off the electricity to Imperial Hotel, Ashlyn

And then what happened?

the most high-class restaurant in town and had the best business. They somehow came up with the idea to create candlelit dinners and

in Lucas’s dark eyes while a terrifying aura

eating with that damn man. Do I have to

up, his well-built body and tall height incredibly intimidating to the

combination of walking iceberg and an active volcano

car with his face looking as chilly as

voice was careful as he asked, “Where are we

Was

as fear

sites were exploding with news about the blackout at

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