The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1066 In The Same Restaurant

"Mr.Larson, I don't think it's appropriate to visit to this hotel. This is the place where you and Mrs.Larson quarreled the last time..." Vivian said in a hushed voice.

"Oh, it's fine. We don't even mind, so why should you?"

Brandon smiled and narrowed his eyes as he said slyly.

Vivian was startled by Brandon's passive-aggressive look. She pursed her lips and decided it would be best for her to stay silent.

However, Brandon was not done intimidating Vivian. He put on a serious expression and asked, "Is there anything about the hotel that's worrying you?"

Vivian racked her brain to find an excuse and an idea suddenly flashed through her mind. She regained her composure and replied hurriedly, "Many of us in the company thought the food here a little too spicy. So I thought it would be better to choose another location where the food is more agreeable for our staff. I happen to know a good Japanese restaurant nearby. Perhaps we could go there?"

"It's mainly because my wife likes the environment of this restaurant very much. If the staff feel that the food is too spicy or something, I can hire another chef to be in charge of tonight's dishes. Just go ask around what they like to eat."

Brandon countered her indifferently.

"Oh !...Mrs.Larson likes this restaurant..."

Vivian muttered with a forceful smile.

In the evening, the Larson Group had booked the entire Newden Hotel.

Janet and Brandon entered the dining hall hand in hand.

she walked

with Vivian and the other female

of them complimented Janet, "Mrs.Larson,

great, and the

you thought the food here was too spicy," Janet

"Mr.Larson said he

dishes we had previously were not really suitable to the taste buds of the

a little

tastes.She is different from us ordinary people," another female colleague

but controlled her temper and smiled politely at the

dig in," Janet quipped as she tried to diffuse the tension

they were eating, a

a waitress here had previously fallen down the stairs for

How did

that it was an accident. But I don't believe it. How could she

silence and noticed the colors draining from Vivian's face. She also

increasingly intense, and everyone

Vivian pounded the table and stood up. She looked at them coldly and scolded, "Why are you gossiping about this at the company's

didn't dare to argue because her position was higher than theirs. The short hair woman muttered to herself begrudgingly,

to avoid trouble," another colleague whispered,

not a big deal to discuss something other than

just afraid their gossip

before sitting down awkwardly to continue eating. She knew the waitress who had been pushed downstairs