“Alright, Gilbert,” Jenna responded.


    Meanwhile, Andrew lurked in the shadows, his expression colder than ever.


    His phone held the voice of his close friend.


    “You promised to meet for lunch today.


    I made the reservation and everything.


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    Andrew simply replied, “I’ll exin another time.


    ”


    Then he promptly ended the call, his fingers already dialing another number.


    As Jenna and Gilbert settled into their seats in the bustling dining hall, a waiter abruptly approached them.


    “I’m sorry, but we can no longer serve the two of you.


    Please leave,” he stated firmly.


    Gilbert frowned.


    “But I made the reservation a week ago!”


    “I apologize for the inconvenience, but you’ve been cklisted by our restaurant.


    We can no longer serve you.


    ”


    The surrounding diners turned their heads, curiosity piqued by the unfolding drama.


    Murmurs and whispers filled the air as everyone spected about what could have led to such a drastic action.


    Humiliation washed over Jenna as she felt the weight of all eyes on them.


    “You must be mistaken.


    Do you have any idea who we are?”


    The influence of the Chapman and Santos families was well known in Gemond, and she could not fathom being dismissed so easily.


    “That’s not my concern,” the waiter replied, his voice steady.


    “The decisiones directly from our boss.


    Please leave now, or I will have to involve security.


    ”


    The threat of a security escort only added to Jenna’s and Gilbert’s embarrassment.


    Jenna’s cheeks flushed a deep red, and though she was furious, she knew that causing a scene would only worsen their plight.


    Silently, they left the restaurant, the eyes of the diners following them out.


    Once outside, Jenna, still reeling from the shock, asked, “What the hell is going on?”


    Jenna had previously boasted to her friends about securing a table at this prestigious restaurant, and now, being escorted out was not just unexpected but deeply embarrassing.


    “I’m not sure either, but I’ll find out,” Gilbert assured her.


    “Fine…”


    Inside the plush VIP room, Madisyn rxed into thefortable ambiance, coffee in hand, as Andrew returned.


    Handing her the menu, he said, “Take a look and see what catches your eye.


    ”


    Madisyn skimmed through the menu, adorned with vibrant images of each dish.


    The offerings were nothing short of spectacr, each seeming to cater perfectly to her pte.


    The VIP exclusives were particrly tempting, sparking a hint of indecision in her.