His thoughts were a whirlwind of regret.


    If only he had heeded Cyrus ‘advice and read some romantic stories before embarking on this journey.


    The fact that he had just ten dors with him made him ashamed to go into such a high-end restaurant.


    He didn’t 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.Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    Responding promptly, the manager descended the stairs and extended a courteous wee to


    Hilliard.


    With his hands in his pockets, Hilliard appeared cold and arrogant.


    He was surprised to know that Graham was thergest shareholder of this restaurant.


    Graham owned numerous property all over the world.


    Perhaps even he himself isn’t aware of how manypanies he owned in Forden.


    All thanks to Graham, Hilliard secured a free pass on this restaurant.


    The manager bowed politely and smiled tteringly.


    “Mr.


    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.


    ”


    “No.


    I’m actually on the lookout for someone,” Hilliard replied, his eyes scanning the hotel lobby.


    “Which room did Mr.


    Castro get his name on?”


    “Mr.


    Castro?” The manager scratched his head and then lit up.


    “Ah, you mean Dr@per Castro.


    He reserved a private room today.


    He is the only Castro on the list.


    Is that the man you’re after?”


    Hilliard arched an eyebrow.


    How could he possibly know the full name of Jennifer’s fiance? He had no business with the man.


    Nonchntly, he said, “The one Jennifer is engaged to.


    ”


    A knowing grin crept onto the manager’s face.


    “Okay, I understand.


    Follow me, Mr.


    Simmons.


    ”


    In a private room, Dr@per rose and poured a ss of wine for Jennifer.


    He wasn’t the most handsome man, but he wasn’t ugly either.


    He had small eyes, and the sses perched on his nose gave him a gentle air.


    Dropping her head, Jennifer didn’t meet his gaze.


    After he poured her the wine, she said coldly, “I drove myself here.


    I can’t drink.


    ”


    His countenance changed a little, but he still handed her the ss of wine.