Chapter 935
"Check who we''re dealing with," Sylvia''s eyes were fixed on her phone, squinting slightly as her
longshes cast a faint silhouette over her eyelids. Her ssy eyes gleamed with a hint of
coldness.
Alby replied almost instantly, "I''m already checking. Don''t worry."
"I''ve been busytely with weddings and engagements. I can''te to see you. Please help me
find out about this matter. Thank you," Sylvia''s fingers tapped away at the keys on her phone before
sending the message.
After sending it, she put away her phone without replying to any other irrelevant messages.
As she turned around, she saw Franklin had already closed hisptop and was gazing at her
intently from the side.
His expression was calm but tinged with indulgence and warmth.
Sylvia smiled brightly, "What are you staring at? Let''s go eat."
Franklin''s lips curled into a charming curve as he reached out to take Sylvia''s soft hand and stood
up, "Let''s go."
The 16th and 17th floors of the hotel were both restaurants; however, the 16th floor was private
dining rooms while the 17th floor was a regr buffet restaurant. Most people who didn''t have
important matters would choose the morefortable and rxed environment of the buffet
restaurant.
The elevator beeped as it stopped on the 17th floor.
Franklin led Sylvia out of the elevator holding hands while a waiter in ck-and-white hotel uniform
waited for them by its doors.
"Mr. Maskelyne, Mrs. Maskelyne, please follow me," said politely by their waiter whose cor had an
added red bowtie.
Sylvia looked up to see that there were flowers decorating both sides of red carpet which they
stepped onto after leaving from elevator entrance hallway behind them.
"Mr. Maskelyne, Mrs. Maskelyne, pleasee inside. I wish you an enjoyable meal."
The waiter introduced himself professionally, while smiling warmly towards Franklin and Sylvia,
making him seem very excitedly enthusiastic.
Oh my god!
He actually served Mr. Maskelyne and Mrs. Maskelyne! He felt so happy that he could pass out,
even though all Franklin did was nod his head in acknowledgement towards him!
Mrs. Maskelyne had a good attitude and even thanked him. After saying thank you, Franklin and
Sylvia walked towards the restaurant.
As soon as they stepped inside, Sylvia''s eyes were drawn to the array of food in the restaurant.
There were all kinds of seafood dishes, high-end desserts, and various types of cuisine.
Not only that, but there was also a self-serve cooking station every ten meters or so in the
restaurant. In addition to choosing from these prepared dishes, customers could also choose their
own vors and ingredients and have them cooked on-site by chefs.
Sylvia rarely visited this type of hotel under Maskelyne Group; she usually went to Golden
Restaurant with Franklin. She didn''t expect that Maskelyne Group''s hotels would be so thoughtful in
their hospitality.
"Do you have any special requests? If so, we can customize a dish for you on-site," Franklin looked
down at her with his eyes low. Sylvia shook her head," These prepared dishes are fine."
She didn''t have any strange taste requirements; she was just hungry.
They came down to eat rtively early at 11 o''clock in the morning; therefore, there weren''t many
customers dining in the restaurant yet.
Melodious music floated through the air echoing around them, making everything feel elegant and
full of charm.
Sylvia picked out some dishes she wanted to eat before walking over to where all kinds of seafood
were disyed like an oceanarium brought indoors.
There were various types floating around right before her eyes along with buttons allowing
customers to pick which one they wanted cooked fresh by chefs on site.
The feeling was especially great when it came from catching it herself.
Sylvia then chose some prepared seafood such as Boston lobsters before going off again for some
fruits.
All sorts stood tall like trees equipped with tools for picking fresh fruit alongside baskets filled with all
sorts making people want nothing more than wanting to pick them themselves.
"How do they grow indoors?" Sylvia looked up at where all these fruit trees stood. "There is no
sunlight."
"We''ve selected fruits that are suitable for indoor cultivation while providing water soil etc., creating
an environment suitable for their growth. So... they can survive." Franklin reached out his arm
picking an orange cing it into Sylvia''s hand smiling at her.
He didn''t mention how much those experts who cultivate fruit trees earn monthly alone just yet.
The restaurant was getting busier and more customers were arriving to dine.
Sylvia didn''t pay attention to them and continued to pick out her favorite dishes. "Do you have what
you want? You go ahead, I''ll grab some pastries," she said as she walked towards the pastry
section to choose her favorites.
She quickly grabbed what she wanted and turned around, only to run into a morous woman
wearing high heels and bright red lipstick who was walking with her nose in the air.
The sound of a te breaking echoed throughout the hall, causing everyone''s attention to turn
towards them.
Several women''s faces changed slightly as they immediately walked over and surrounded Sylvia.
"Don''t you have eyes? You ruined my clothes! Can you afford it?" The angry voice of the woman
with big red lips carried an icy anger.
Sylvia raised an eyebrow, looking coldly at the woman in front of her who looked pretty good but
had poor taste in character despite being dressed well with designer clothes. Even if someone
dressed up nicely, they seemed cheap and tacky.
Especially since this woman bumped into her first causing all of Sylvia''s chosen dishes to be ruined
on her clothes yet this big-lipped woman is ming Sylvia instead? How ridiculous!
As soon as she spoke up, those few women surrounding Sylvia immediately cast unfriendly nces
at her like they were ready to tear into pieces any moment now.
Sylvia scanned these women noticing that although their appearances varied greatly from one
another but their style and attitude were very simr just like this big-lippeddy.
"Do you know who she is? If she lifts a finger against you, then your life will be over! Quickly kneel
down and apologize profusely before our Ms. Gates; maybe then she''ll let it slide!"
A proud-looking girl with an overlyrge nose said arrogantly while showing off how fake everything
about herself looked including that stic surgery enhanced nose which almost seemed like it
would pop if touched too hard.
As soon as she finished speaking, a burst of giggles erupted from the group of women. It was
obvious that they were all in cahoots with each other. Especially when they saw Sylvia wearing a
well-fitted dress without any logos on it, despite its good style andfort, many women showed a
sneering and contemptuous expression.
"You can tell she''s just a little white-cor worker who came to eat something nice after receiving
her sry," one woman said. "I didn''t expect her to run into Ms. Gates, such an advanced socialite."
"This beautifuldy," another woman kindly advised Sylvia while looking at Kristen. "I suggest you
apologize to Ms. Gates quickly. Her older brother is Soren Gates; you know him? That basketball
yer who excels in sports for the country''s glory? The Gates family has some influence in
Urgford."
There''s a woman with subtle makeup on her face kindly said to Sylvia, then nced at Kristen. "Ms.
Gates, I think she''s just a worker. It''s not necessary to put her in the middle."
Kristen snorted coldly, her tone displeased. "Sh Mendez, what do you mean by this? I taught you
to be a socialite, and this is how you repay me?"
After saying this, she rolled her eyes at Sylvia, speaking condescendingly. "Considering yourck of
money, I don''t want to make things difficult for you. This dress of mine costs around twenty
thousand, but I won''t make you pay the full amount. How about youpensate ten thousand and
kneel down to apologize to me? Then I''ll let you off."
"Wow! Ms. Gates, even a single dress you wear is so expensive. You''re incredibly wealthy and
elegant." One woman immediately praised Kristen, her eyes sparkling.
Sylvia made a mental note of the name Sh Mendez, since the girl didn''t seem like such a bad
person after all.
Soren Gates, Kristen''s brother, helped Franklin y friendly matches before. It seemed like his
upbringing was good. But how could he have such an ill-bred sister? She felt something off.
She spoke coldly. "Ms. Gates? I''m feeling pretty okay today," Sylvia continued calmly while ignoring
Kristen''s previous statementpletely. "So my suggestion would be not bother me again or else
face consequences."
"Did everyone hear that?" Kristenughed out loud with disdainful tone . "It''s too funny! She says
''face consequences'' but isn''t it just herself?" The other women also looked shocked at how tough-
minded Sylvia appeared- clearly not willing take any losses whatsoever!
Franklin waited in the corner of the restaurant for Sylvia, but she didn''t show up. He couldn''t wait
any longer and got up to look for her.
From a distance, he saw a group of women chattering andughing so hard that it made him
nauseous. The sickening scent of their perfume wafted towards him.
Just as he was about to walk past them, he heard a familiar cold voice.
His face changed and his expression turned extremely icy as he stood behind the crowd and spoke
displeasedly, "What are you all doing?"
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Several women were startled by the sound of a cold male voice behind them. They turned around
and couldn''t help but widen their eyes.
Wow! What a handsome man!