Chapter 6 - Uncovering Eleanor’s Hidden Past Life
The restaurant manager hurried out of his private office, clutching a tablet and looking pale as he approached our table.
He bowed respectfully toward me, ignoring the stunned expressions of the other guests seated nearby.
“Good evening, Mrs. Hayes. We had no idea you were dining in the main room tonight, or we would have prepared the private VIP suite,” he said.
“It’s quite alright, David. My daughter-in-law wanted to make sure I experienced what it felt like to sit at the margins,” I replied smoothly.
David glanced at the empty lobster plates and my solitary glass of water, his professional composure tightening into rigid anger.
“Shall I have security escort these individuals off the premises for violating our guest dignity policies?” David asked quietly.
“Not yet, David. Let them finish their expensive meal; after all, they assumed I couldn't afford to pay the bill,” I smiled faintly.
Claire’s face flushed a deep, burning crimson as she realized every single bite of lobster she consumed was being served on my property.
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“You can’t throw us out! We are paying customers!” Claire’s father finally spoke up, slamming his fork down onto the table.
“You are guests in my establishment, and your reservation was booked under Ethan’s corporate discount account,” David corrected him coldly.
