Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
What’s with this attitude?
“How well do you know Caden?” Romeo suddenly asked.
Carl, the driver, hadn’t expected Mr. McMillian’s relationship with Miss Mirabella to progress this quickly. He was so excited his hands were trembling on the wheel.
If only there were some bumpy spots on the road tonight, like last time, so Miss Mirabella could end up in Mr. McMillian’s arms.
Mirabella casually said, “We’ve interacted a few times.”
That brat didn’t believe in her medical skills at first, but after she schooled him a few times, he wisely gave in.
“Do you prefer those who studied medicine or those who didn’t?”
Mirabella thought: What?
Carl thought: Whoa….
Mr. McMillian, you said you weren’t jealous, so why would you ask that?
“What are you talking about?” Mirabella didn’t get his point, but seeing the concern in his eyes, she quickly understood, “Isn’t someone who studied. medicine better than someone who didn’t? We can exchange ideas and learn from each other in our free time.”
Romeo instinctively squeezed her hand, sounding a bit jealous, “You guys talk about medicine all the time? Doesn’t it get tiring?”
“No way, we’re discussing topics we’re interested in. And through our exchange, we both make progress.”
Seeing Mirabella raise an eyebrow, Romeo couldn’t help but crack a small smile, he knew Mirabella was teasing him.
He knew she was doing it on purpose, but in his heart, it felt like knocking over a bottle of syrup, sweetness spreading everywhere.
“Mr. McMillian, we’re almost at La Belle Vie!” Carl announced while driving, then he couldn’t help but glance in the rear–view mirror, “Miss Mirabella, this is Mr. McMillian’s favorite restaurant. He’s never brought any girl here before!”
Mirabella was intrigued hearing this, “So he’s taken girls to places he doesn’t like?”
“No, no, no, that’s not what I meant.”
Before Carl’s car came to a halt, the restaurant manager spotted them.
In the blink of an eye, the manager rushed out to greet them.
“Mr. McMillian, long time no see… who might this be…
The restaurant manager took a glance at the lady beside Romeo, their hands clasped together. Surely, she must be Romeo’s girlfriend.
He promptly bowed politely towards her, “Miss, right this way!”
“I’m not his girlfriend.”
Seeing their hands intertwined, the manager quickly laughed it off, “No worries, you’ll be soon enough! Mr. Romeo has never brought a lady here before, you’re the first! Is there any food you can’t eat?” “None, but please address me as Mirabella.”
“Even if you asked me to, I wouldn’t dare to call you in such an intimate way… the manager said with a laugh, then spoke into his walkie talkie, “Hurry, clear the place! ASAP!”
Mirabella glanced at Romeo, seemingly asking: Is a meal this serious?
“This is our first date.” Romeo led her into the restaurant, hand in hand.
On the other side.
Yolanda, holding onto Zachary’s arm, excitedly said, “Zachary, this restaurant is so pricey, yet you brought me here… You’re so nice!”
Zachary looked at her tenderly, “You’re my fiancee, of course I have to treat you well.”
As they reached the restaurant entrance, the greeter apologized while bowing, “I’m sorry, but the restaurant has been booked for the day.”
“Booked? I wasn’t informed…” Zachary frowned, looking somewhat displeased.
Yolanda gasped at the mention of a private event.
She knew this place was costly, even a simple fruit would cost more than two hundred…
Even if you had the money, you couldn’t necessarily get a seat. People like Zachary had to book half a month in advance.
And that was only for a seat in the main hall!
The top–tier private rooms were completely out of reach!
Who could have booked the entire restaurant today?! Too lavish!!
“Alright then.”
Just as Zachary was about to leave, Yolanda spotted a familiar figure heading towards the VIP elevator!
That’s the elevator to the top–tier private rooms!
Isn’t that Mirabella?!
She wouldn’t mistake that silhouette!
Yolanda pointed at the girl inside, “Why is she allowed in?”
“Who are you referring to?” The greeter turned around, saw no one, then gently explained, “The only people allowed here are tonight’s guests and the restaurant staff.”
“Yoli, who did you see?” Zachary asked curiously.
“I think I saw my sister,” Yolanda whispered into Zachary’s ear.
“Are you sure you didn’t get it wrong?”
The people who could enter here were all rich or nobility, with Mirabella’s spending power, she obviously didn’t fit in!
Moreover, the restaurant was booked, how could she get in?
“Maybe my sister is trying to find a job here to stay in Summerfield?” Yolanda feigned a sigh, “Zachary, could you help my sister find a job? I’m worried that the rich people here might have ill intentions towards her. She used to be very dignified, if she has to lower herself to stay in Summerfield…”
“Her life is none of our business anymore.” Zachary, holding Yolanda’s hand, said, “Let’s go eat at the restaurant across the street.”
“Okay.” In order to better observe Mirabella’s predicament, Yolanda deliberately chose a window–side table so that she could clearly see when Mirabella got off work from La Belle Vie.
“Sir, madam, please have a seat.”
In this spacious and luxurious private room, one could see the outside scenery.
It’s an upscale restaurant at the top of a hill with a ceiling that opened up to give a real view of the night sky.
Romeo sat down next to Mirabella, holding her hand tightly and handing her the menu. “What would you like to eat?” Mirabella took a gander at the menu, picked a few dishes haphazardly, Romeo padded the order with a bunch more. As the manager ducked out of the room, Mirabella arched an eyebrow, “Mind letting go now?”
Romeo asked demurely and seriously, “Can we hold it a little longer? Just for a moment… It’s a sight for sore eyes during the day too, I’ll bring you here next time, alright?”
Mirabella stayed mum. After a beat, the manager waltzed in with a few chefs, dishes in tow.
At lunch today, Romeo had taken note of the dishes Mirabella didn’t touch, and the ones she seemed to fancy, so he had a rough idea of her taste and ordered accordingly.
“All this grub, you think you can polish it off?” Mirabella eyed the spread, a good twenty dishes laid out before them.
“Slow and steady.” Romeo’s one hand was still holding hers, the other serving her dishes.
“Can I have my hand back now?”
If he didn’t let go, she wouldn’t be able to eat!
Romeo smoothly let go of her right hand, only to deftly snag her left one.
Mirabella was speechless.
“Are you sure we’re eating like this?” Mirabella was not used to this arrangement.
“Yup.”
“Romeo, I think we need to rap.”
“Let’s finish eating first.” Romeo peeled a shrimp perfectly, picking it up and presenting it to her, “Wanna try?”
“Just leave it here, I’ll eat it myself.”
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
On her wedding anniversary, Alicia is drugged and stumbles into the wrong room—straight into the arms of the powerful Caden Ward, a man rumored never to touch women. Their night of passion shocks even him, especially when he discovers she’s still a virgin after two years of marriage to Joshua Yates.