Chapter 640
The mountain-top restaurant was a single-storeyed structure, made predominantly of glass, giving it a chic and elegant appearance. Every table offered its customers a window seat, ensuring a mesmerizing view of the enchanting night.
The restaurant didn’t have any private suites, so Bard had positioned himself by the window. When Rosemary walked in after finishing her phone call, he handed her the menu, saying, "You choose the food."
Rosemary skimmed through the menu, which was full of delicacies, and asked, "Any dietary restrictions, Uncle Bard?"
"None whatsoever. I can eat anything."
Rosemary ordered a few dishes, and after placing the order, she started replying to other messages.
Ten minutes later, the food started to arrive.
Bard watched as Rosemary devoured the food with apparent delight, completely devoid of any etiquette. His gaze softened once more.
She was indeed unique.
"Eat up," he said, smiling as he helped her with the food.
"Sir, ma’am, your order is complete. Enjoy your meal," the waiter said, bowing before leaving.
Bard looked at Rosemary, surprised. "Is that all you ordered?"