His thoughts were a whirlwind of regret.
If only he had heeded Cyrus âadvice and read some romantic stories before embarking on this journey.
The fact that he had just ten dollars with him made him ashamed to go into such a high-end restaurant.
He didnât know exactly what to do.
As time went by, he braced himself up and walked directly into the restaurant.
When the waiter realized who he was, he instantly called the manager.
Responding promptly, the manager descended the stairs and extended a courteous welcome to
Hilliard.
With his hands in his pockets, Hilliard appeared cold and arrogant.
He was surprised to know that Graham was the largest shareholder of this restaurant.
Graham owned numerous property all over the world.
Perhaps even he himself isnât aware of how many companies he owned in Forden.
All thanks to Graham, Hilliard secured a free pass on this restaurant.
The manager bowed politely and smiled flatteringly.
âMr.
Simmons, what fortunate wind has blown you to our humble corner of Forden?
Could it be that you have a guest to entertain within our walls today? Allow me the pleasure of securing our finest private room for you.
â
âNo.
Iâm actually on the lookout for someone,â Hilliard replied, his eyes scanning the hotel lobby.
âWhich room did Mr.
Castro get his name on?â
âMr.
Castro?â The manager scratched his head and then lit up.
âAh, you mean Dr@per Castro.
He reserved a private room today.
He is the only Castro on the list.
Is that the man youâre after?â
Hilliard arched an eyebrow.
How could he possibly know the full name of Jenniferâs fiance? He had no business with the man.
Nonchalantly, he said, âThe one Jennifer is engaged to.
â
A knowing grin crept onto the managerâs face.
âOkay, I understand.
Follow me, Mr.
Simmons.
â
In a private room, Dr@per rose and poured a glass of wine for Jennifer.
He wasnât the most handsome man, but he wasnât ugly either.
He had small eyes, and the glasses perched on his nose gave him a gentle air.
Dropping her head, Jennifer didnât meet his gaze.
After he poured her the wine, she said coldly, âI drove myself here.
I canât drink.
â
His countenance changed a little, but he still handed her the glass of wine.