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Isabe made all the necessary preparations by mid-afternoon. She was
pondering where to spend her evening when Gordon came a-calling.
Just then, she remembered owing him a meal. Why don’t I settle it tonight?
After all, she couldn’t think of anywhere else to go.
“Hello?”
“Weren’t you supposed to treat me to dinner as soon as you got back?”
Gordon’s tone held a hint ofint. It resembled a child reproaching an
elder in grievance. He sounded much cuter than he actually was.
Isabe activated the hands-free function and packed her things while
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saying, “Let’s meet at The Red House. I’ll treat you to dinner there.”
“The Red House?” he eximed. “Have I been wrong all this while? Are you
actually wealthy?”
The Red House was a renowned private restaurant in Imperia. This restaurant
was owned by Courtney Cline, who was a prominent socialite. It was very
challenging to get a table there.
Isabe sighed as she replied, “Mr. Dunkstein, I’m worried other ces won’t
meet your standards. So, I’ll have to bite the bullet and splurge.”
Gordon chuckled in amusement as he walked and talked, “All right, I’ll be
there soon. Just wait for me once you arrive.”
Isabe agreed and hung up.
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There were only a few people left in the office. Abigail was sitting at her desk,
and she looked troubled. As she saw Isabe leaving, she immediately
propped her chin with her hands.
“Isabe, you’re so lucky. Are you going out to dinner with a handsome guy
again?”
Isabe smirked at her and walked out without a word.
It was beyond difficult to secure a booking at The Red House. If she didn’t
have the tinum card that Seth had given her in passing, she wouldn’t have
considered inviting Gordon to such a ce.
As the sun set and the city lights came on, she finally made it to The Red
House around 7.00PM, which was the perfect time for dinner.
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Just as she had taken a few steps forward, a red Ferrari parked not far away
shed its lights in her direction.
Isabe shielded her eyes from the light and squinted to identify the owner. It
was Gordon.
He had probably just freshened up. His hair was slicked back into a high quiff,
and his sparkling earring added a touch of mor, enhancing his yboy
image. He looked precisely like the kind of bad boy young girls loved.
“You’re here to see me, yet you didn’t even change your clothes?” Gordon
strode toward her as he quirked an eyebrow at Isabe.
Isabe rolled her eyes at him before spinning on her heel and walking into
The Red House without further ado. “We working-ss folks can’t find ces
to touch up our appearance anytime and anywhere. You’ll have to bear with
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it, Mr. Dunkstein. My foundation is pretty decent, so I hope I won’t hurt your
eyes too terribly.”
Gordon chuckled and followed her inside.
Isabe noticed he was unusually well-behaved today, which made her feel
relieved. Nheless, she was still wary and was afraid that he might
suddenly stir up trouble for her.
She presented her membership card, and the waiter politely led them
upstairs after they entered The Red House.
Gordon had always been rather impatient. He hadn’t bothered visiting this
ce as the queue was far too long for his liking. So, it was his first time here.
Thus, he took his time taking a good look at the decor and found that the
ambiance of this restaurant was pretty good. It was suitable for what he was
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nning next.
Isabe led the way as she walked into a private room and sat down. She
instructed the waiter to inquire about Gordon’s preferences.
Gordon shrugged. “I’m good with anything.”
Isabe could only ce the order herself and made a few specific requests.
“Are you not nning to invite me for a drink?” he inquired out of the blue.
She paused before looking at the waiter. “One bottle of red wine, please.”
“Sure.”
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The waiter noted the request and exited the private room politely.
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Now, there were only the two of them in the room. Before she could say
something to break the ice, Gordon suddenly jerked to his feet. “I need to use
the restroom.”
Isabe nodded without giving it much thought.
Shortly after, several appetizers arrived one after another.
As Gordon returned, Isabe was arranging the dishes gracefully. She did not
look like a saleswoman but rather a refineddy.
“Try this steamed egg. It’s one of my favorites.”
She scooped a spoonful of the steamed egg and smiled at Gordon.
She was genuinely rmending the food. s, his attention was
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elsewhere-on her face.
Six or seven dishes were served in record time. They were all Isabe’s
favorites. As she had been under a great deal of stress ofte, she
unconsciously lowered her guard when faced with delicious food. Plus,
Gordon’sck of small talk only made her rx further. Soon, the smile on her
face started to look more genuine as she constantly urged him to eat.
“Was the membership card here given to you by Seth?”
Midway through the meal, Gordon suddenly asked as he looked at her
straight in the eye.
Isabe almost choked on her food, and her eyes widened slightly in
astonishment. She hastily lowered her head and took a big gulp of water just
to ease the morsel down her throat.
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Then, she scrutinized Gordon, finding it hard to gauge his intentions.
Gordon chuckled, leaned back with his arms crossed, and drawled, “It’s no big
deal. I was just curious, that’s all. Anyway, you’re not his secretary anymore.
So, it shouldn’t matter, right?”
Isabe hummed in acknowledgment and lowered her head to drink some
soup.
“Well, don’t use that card in the future. I’ll get you a new one,” Gordon said
casually while staring at her face.
Isabe thought he wasn’t thinking things through. The owner of the card
didn’t have to make any reservations in The Red House if they wanted to dine
there. So, the restaurant naturally had to limit its avability. As a
consequence, there were fewer than 10 cards avable. They were reserved
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for those most valued by Courtney, her close friends, and family. How could
an ordinary person possibly obtain one?
Even though that was her true opinion, she merely said, “There’s no need. I
won’t frequent such ces. It’s quite honestly beyond my means.”
Gordon straightened up and was seemingly about to insist on getting her
one himself. Unfortunately, someone knocked on the private room door,
causing their conversation to be cut short.