Chapter 440


    Halfway through her meal, Mirabe excused herself to visit the restroom.


    The restaurant was one of the city’s most upscale establishments, where a table was unattainable


    without a membership or an advanced reservation, even for the wealthy. On this particr evening, the


    venue was bustling with patrons.


    Emerging from the restroom, Mirabe took a moment to survey the dining area. The ce was packed


    to the rafters.


    While ordering, she had nced at the menu prices; each dish carried a hefty three–digit price tag…


    Her family must’ve been more than justfortably off.


    With a sigh, she retracted her gaze, intending to return to her table. But then, unexpectedly, she


    bumped into a familiar face.


    “What are you doing here?” Mandy asked, her perfectly made–up face etched with a touch of surprise.


    She had managed to snag a reservation at this exclusive spot and invited a few high–societydies for


    dinner. Though they were seated in the main dining area,


    was still quite prestigious. Seeing her foster daughter here didn’t add up..


    Mirabe, too, was taken aback by the small world they lived in, where one could encounter a member


    of the Gilbert family just by going out for dinner. She gave Mandy a brief, indifferent look and said


    nothing.


    Mandy, noticing Mirabe’s silence, looked around. Mindful of the public setting, she stepped closer


    and whispered with a sneer, “What, has the Davis family fallen on such hard times that you’ve started


    working as a waitress here?”


    The minimum spend in this restaurant was in the high hundreds, and she didn’t believe for a second


    that Mirabe could afford such luxury. Mirabe was raised in the countryside, so Mandy doubted the


    girl even had the nerve to step foot inside. Being a waitress seemed the only logical exnation.


    The restaurant manager, always vignt of his patron’sfort, cast a nce at Mandy speaking with


    his esteemed guest. Did she just call Mirabe a waitress? He subtly signaled the head waiter and


    whispered a few instructions.


    Unaware of the manager’s actions, Mirabe looked at Mandy with a wry smile and let out a


    mncholic sigh. “Yes, indeed. My family truly is destitute.”


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    The manager, who had quietly approached from behind, nearly stumbled upon hearing her words. The


    Davis family, poor? There must’ve been some


    misunderstanding about the word ‘poor,”


    Mandy felt there was something off about her foster daughter’s demeanor, but she didn’t give it much


    thought or notice the passing manager. She chuckled lightly. “If you’re poor, don’t pretend to be


    otherwise. Pretense costs money, too.“. She thought back to when she’d generously offered the Davis


    couple positions in the Gilbert Corporation and how Mirabe had brazenly demanded a high sry.


    The memory seemed absurd to her now,


    Mirabe nodded earnestly, “You’re absolutely right.”


    Mandy’s brows furrowed involuntarily. In her previous encounters with Mirabe, she had always been


    arrogant and disrespectful, Why the sudden change in attitude?


    Though puzzled, Mandy had no desire for further interaction, not wanting her high–society friends to


    witness any embarrassment. She brushed her arms as if to rid herself of some invisible dust from being


    too close to Mirabe. “Remember your ce. Don’t let on that you know me while you’re here,


    understand?” Mandy warned in a low voice.


    With that, she lifted her chin and walked past Mirabe with a disdainful air, heading towards the


    restroom. Her departure was as haughty as it gets.