Chapter 87: Signora
Cammy drove to Ric’s prestigious three-star Michelin restaurant after receiving a text with the location. As they arrived, the warm welcome from the staff immediately left Monica impressed.
"How did you manage to secure a table here so quickly when there’s a line outside?" Monica asked, her curiosity riled up.
Cammy forced a polite smile. "The owner happens to be a close friend of mine."
Monica raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Is that so? And why am I only hearing about this now?"
Cammy responded calmly, "Because you’re always so busy, Mom. I didn’t want to bother you with things you might consider trivial."
Monica’s expression softened, she was now filled with excitement. "Trivial? This is far from it! You’ve been holding out on me, Camilla. This place is exquisite. I’ll have to bring my friends here soon. You’d better ask your friend to reserve a table for us."
Cammy bit back a sigh, watching as Monica’s fury and disdain evaporated, replaced by childlike enthusiasm. Her excitement only grew when a staff member escorted them to one of the exclusive private dining rooms, Monica’s eyes now sparkling with delight.
"I must admit, Cammy, I’m impressed," Monica said, settling into her seat. "Not only did you manage to secure a table, but a private room as well." She glanced around the elegant space before opening the menu. "Now, what should I order?" she murmured to herself.
"How about some Wagyu steak, roasted honey baby potatoes, and creamy polenta with spinach and garlic, paired with a 1974 Cabernet Sauvignon red wine?"