Phillip had been waiting, but Arabella was a no–show, and he was feeling peckish.

“Sir.” The butler entered again.

Phillip McMillian perked up instantly, asking with anticipation, “Has Arabella arved?”

Where was she? Why can’t he see her?

He looked outside, only to see the backs of a few bodyguards.

They stood like a wall and through the gaps between them, he could see a crowd waiting outside.

Phillip’s spirits dropped immediately

“Those are some small companies you’ve probably never heard of. They must’ve heard you’re hem resting so they came to pay their respects”

them!” Phillip was irked

and he was

for lunch with the

Phillip hadn’t touched the delicious food in front of him and couldn’t help but advise,

young folks, nobody knew when they would

out for a meal!” Phillip felt neglected, mumbling to

Outside.

her ten–centimeter heels, was in

trying to butter up the emotionless bodyguards, “Gentlemen, we’ve been waiting here for an hour! It’s lunchtime, and the meal

sneered at the food bag in her hand, “Would Mr. Phillip be eating a lunch of this

saying that, she turned to the bodyguards, “Gentlemen, can we go in now? You must’ve heard of the Panter

reputation of the restaurant Mrs. Panter ordered from far exceeded the

others‘ lunches were better, Olga took out several envelopes she had

us in to see the Sir, Olga said with a smile, she didn’t care about dignity anymore,

cards from her bag. “Gentlemen, paper envelopes

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