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bThe /bwaitress frorelos a moment before quickly saying, “Please hold on, let me check

She hurried to the reception desk and checked the reservation system. Sure enough, the Golden Premier Suite was booked under the nan

bGibson/b.

The waitress said apologetically, “Ms. Gibson, I’m terribly sorry, but the Golden Premier Suite officially opens at 7 pm, and it’s currently & pm.

The reservation policy for the Golden Premier Suite was strict: it could only be used from 7 pm to 10pm.

Liam’s face darkened, his tone icy. “Rules are made by people, aren’t they? We’re already here what’s the harm in starting half an hour early?

The waitress could tell these were people of high status and not ones to offend. Normally, she could request approval for early ess, but the problem was that the Golden Premier Suite was currently upied.

Looking distressed, she bowed deeply and apologized. “I’m so sorry, but the Golden Premier bSuite /bbis /bcurrently in

in use.”

“What?” Hannah’s perfectly made–up bface /bshowed a hint of anger. “I made a reservation! How could you let someone else use my suite?”

The lobby bwas /bfilled with a tense atmosphere.

Hannah and Liam bath wore grim expressions

The Cole Group wasn’t nning to coborate with the Shaw Group just this onceb, /band the Gibson Group also had business interests in mind. Building a good rtionship with Kim bwas /ba shared goal for both Hannah and Liam.

Navoron Restaurant gave off an air of luxury and grandeur. Each private suite had its own unique design, but all of them screamed extravagance.

The Golden Premier Suite, however, stood out with its modern design and strict usage restrictions.

Cloe, the owner, had once mentioned that this suite was specially designed for ba /bparticr VIP, which exined its unique decor and limited avability.

Other suites had no such restrictions and could be reserved just a few bdays /bin advance. But the Golden Premier Suite required at least a month’s notice, and during peak seasons, reservations could take up to three months.

Everyone believed Naveron Restaurant was using a scarcity marketing tactic, but they couldn’t resist falling for it.

Hannah had waited two full months to secure this reservation.

bShe /bhad specifically invited Kim for this dinner to apologize and strengthen their rtionship.

And now, of all times, this had to happen.

Not far away, Amanda rk, Kim’s secretary, watched the scene unfold, the awkwardness in the air almost tangible. She leaned toward Kim band /bmuttered, “Should’ve stayed home btoday/b.”

Amanda used to be Kim’s high school ssmate. After studying abroad, she joined the Cole Group and had been working as his secretary ever since.

Kim shot her a sidelong nce. “Weren’t you the the raving about how much you wanted to try the food at Navoron Restaurant?”

“bAnd /bAlex bwants /bit toot I promised to bring her some food here,” Amanda replied.

Alex was one of Kim’s assistants and balso /bba /bfriend who had graduated with him.

“bYou’re /bembarrassing me,” Kim said calmly.

Amanda sighed. “At this rate, we might not even get a table!”

nim rave hét bà /bbco?l/bb, /bsweep:

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b-I’m /bso sorry, ML. Gibson, the waitress stammered, visibly flustered as sweat Tormed on her forehead. “The gunda who arrived are VIP prioritize bthem/b. bThey /bshould be done soon, and the Golden Premier Suite will definitely be avable by seven in the meantime, I can en uite for you to brest/b.”

Alm onlookers turned their heads, their gazes filled with curiosity and amusement, as if they were watching a live performance.

And to make matters worse, Kim was still waiting

Liam’s expression darkened, his voice sharp andmanding. “You gave away the suite we reserved? is this how Havoron Restaurant treats its customers? Get your manager here–now!”

Hannah took a deep breath, suppressing her frustration, and walked over to Kim. “I’m sorry, Kin

Kim remained calm, his tone indifferent. “Waiting another half hour won’t make a difference.” He could use the time to ha