Chapter 25: Caught In A Lioness’ Den
Eleanor’s voice rang out again. "My son’s been so happy lately. I haven’t seen him this happy in years. And it makes my heart lighter." She said cheerfully.
"Oh, Aunty, I’m so glad to hear that." Linda chuckled. "Perhaps, he finally had time to relax after years of his hard work for the company paid off." Her voice was smooth, clear, and a little too loud to be in a VIP area.
But she didn’t care. Her words were meant to be heard by her perceived rival sitting a few tables away.
Eleanor Blackwood, who was still oblivious to Anita’s presence, and Linda’s subtle manipulation, waved her hand. "What are you saying? Don’t be so polite. How are you going to fair in this world of ours if you keep..." she began, but her voice faltered.
At that moment, the head of the restaurant appeared, leading two servers who pushed a silver-plated food trolley into the VIP section.
Victor Vincent.
The Victor.
Owner of Sapphire Bistro. A culinary genius, yet a ghost in his own kitchen. It was said he only entered it once in a blue moon, and when he did, it was to prepare a meal for someone untouchable. For the lucky few deemed worthy, it was not just a meal, it was a declaration of status, power, and almost divine favor.
Eleanor’s eyes widened. Her breath hitched. Victor’s presence meant someone in this room had just been honored beyond all expectations.
She hasn’t bothered looking around because the place was empty and she was used to people currying favors with her.
Her eyes followed him, her curious smile faltering as she twisted slightly in her seat to see who could command such treatment.