She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 317: Jungle

Chapter 317: Jungle

He actually had feelings for Nora, although Cheyenne was better looking and more accomplished than Nora. However, she had a strong personality, which he didn't like. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

But on second thought, this was the first time in his over twenty years of life that a girl had actively confessed to him. So he should be tactful when he refused, avoiding being too direct. Even a strong woman like Cheyenne would feel sad if a guy rejected her.

However, Jerry was overthinking it. Cheyenne had invited him here for a different reason. But she wasn't planning to confess.

There was no way she'd be interested in a guy with a face full of acne.

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At the Vintage Club, Table Number Three in Hall Number One.

Finally, the dishes were served.

The long table, covered with white velvet tablecloth, was adorned with fragrant red roses. The candles emitted a soft, elliptical glow, reflecting on the highball glasses. Two steaks and a bottle of authentic Bordeaux wine from France were set carefully, making them look extremely appetizing in this refined environment.

Not far away, a blond and blue-eyed young man was dressed in a black tuxedo, sitting in front of a black-and-white piano. He played Schubert's Serenade passionately. Many other customers in the hall watched him, and once the piece was finished, the hall was filled with loud applause.

Mikaela was no exception. She had attended a two-year piano class, but due to her family's financial constraints, she had to quit. She had taken exams and earned a Level 4 piano certificate.

Sean, on the other hand, was a genuine prodigal rich second-generation guy. In addition to playing video games online, his life was limited to car racing and drinking with his buddies.

So, when he saw his girlfriend applauding another man, Sean felt quite upset. What was so special about that guy? He could only play the piano.

Shortly after, the pianist who had played came over and stood in front of Mikaela.

With a handsome, sunny face, he asked, "Miss, I noticed you were enjoying my music earlier. May I invite you to play a piece with me?"

What?

Flirting with his girlfriend right in front of him!

What piano playing?

He could see it clearly; this was about flirting!

That flirting expression and gestures were so annoying.

Just as Mikaela was about to agree willingly, Sean suddenly stood up and forcefully pushed the man aside. In a fit of anger, he refused the man's offer and said loudly, "Get lost! My girlfriend doesn't know how to play the piano, and she won't play a piece with a server."

His behavior was rude, his voice was raised, and he quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

Making a loud commotion in a public place was already impolite behavior, and on top of that, Sean's discriminatory words made the restaurant owner and many employees unhappy.

Mikaela felt extremely embarrassed. She had never experienced such an embarrassing moment, all thanks to Sean.

She wished she could bury her head under the table. She shot Sean a slightly brighter look and whispered in a cold tone, "Sean, please stop."

"Why shouldn't I say it? What's with this lousy restaurant? Just a meal, and they have a guy playing the piano to affect our appetites," Sean retorted.

"Lousy restaurant?" This particular restaurant happened to be the only three-star Michelin restaurant in Akloit.

The chef was a genuine Frenchman known for his tiramisu, steak, and foie gras, and he had even won first place on the "Gourmet King Culinary Showdown."

Many people had to book a table here a month in advance, and it was a popular spot for social media influencers and rich second-generation individuals.

Strangely enough, when he was considering booking a table, there happened to be a cancellation, and the restaurant's customer service called him to offer a reservation at a 30% discount.

He thought he was lucky to have secured a great deal. If he had known it would be such a hassle to dine here, he would have gone to an ordinary restaurant.

The restaurant owner personally came to apologize to Sean and promised to comp the meal. Sean nodded happily, thinking it was due to his own assertiveness that the owner was scared of him.

However, what he didn't know was that after the incident, the owner left the first hall and went through a long corridor to reach a private room on the second floor, Room 216. He knocked on the door, standing with his hands down. The door soon opened.

A young woman in white approached, casting a cold glance. "How did it go?"

"Everything went as you expected, Miss Lawrence. Sean brought his girlfriend to dine, and Nora followed right behind. She's currently at Table Five in Hall Number One," the owner reported.

Upon hearing Cheyenne's words, Sean felt a mix of confusion and surprise. Cheyenne extended a stack of cash from her purse and handed it to the owner's representative. "Go and serve all the signature dishes from your menu," she said.

The thick wad of cash was estimated to be at least 200, 000 dollars.

The restaurant owner, now holding the money, left with a big smile to fulfill the request. He then returned to Table Three, followed by two chefs dressed in white uniforms and tall white hats. They began to bring dish after dish of exquisite, beautifully presented dishes to Sean's table.

Sean was stunned and looked at his girlfriend. He turned to the owner and said, "I didn't order this many dishes."

The restaurant owner opened a bottle of red wine with a corkscrew, poured a glass of the dark red wine into a tall wine glass, and spoke, "Sir, these are our apologies for disturbing your dining experience. All of this is complimentary."

Mikaela noticed the red wine, recognizing it from a wine cabinet at a classmate's house. It was a 1982 vintage, worth over 10, 000 dollars. She thought that offering such expensive wine and dishes as an apology was quite generous. The restaurant owner, however, seemed genuinely sincere with his smile.