Chapter 133
The room was immense, with a grand circr table at its center. It was adorned with an array of
dishes,plemented by a selection of wines and beverages.
"Holy smokes, that lobster is colossal!"
"The b of salmon on that tter is longer than my life expectancy."
"And, no kidding, I''ve only seen these winebels in high-end boutiques."
A few people whispered among themselves, their voices barely above a murmur. The manager
pretended not to notice.
Josefina chimed in, "I haven''t even ordered yet."
"All these have been especially selected by Mr. Oliver for you. He wanted to serve a variety of
dishes so you and your friends could savor a little bit of everything," the server exined.
The others in the room gasped in awe. What a generous gesture!
Oliver? Just by hearing the name, they knew he must be Josefina''s boyfriend.
"Ms. Josefina, I won''t disturb your dining experience any further. If you need anything, just press the
button on the table, and I''ll be right in," the manager said, closing the door discreetly behind him.
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Alex surveyed the expansive private dining area and obsequiously pulled out a chair for Josefina.
"Ms. Josefina, please take a seat here."
With a gracious smile, Josefina nodded her thanks. "Thank you, everyone, please have a seat.
You''ve all worked hard recently, and I''ll still be needing your help in theing days to keep the
company thriving."
"Ms. Josefina, you''re too nice. It''s our duty to give our all for thepany, especially considering
the sry we draw."
"Ms. Josefina, a toast to you. Thepany''s sess is all thanks to your leadership."
"Indeed, it''s all your doing. If Jaxon were at the helm, we would''ve gone bankrupt ages ago."
"And let''s not forget Ava, the turncoat who betrayed thepany and caused you so much stress."
"Ah, let''s not dredge up such dreary topics. Let''s all raise our sses to Ms. Josefina instead."
Josefina stood up and joined the toast.
As they feasted their eyes on thevish spread before them, it was a moment of true revtion for
many.
...
After leaving Josefina''s side, the manager entered the adjacent dining room. "Mr. Oliver, everything
is arranged to perfection. Ms. Josefina and her guests havemenced their meal."
"Hmm," Oliver acknowledged, swirling the wine in his ss, a slight smile on his lips.
The manager, with utmost respect, said, "If there''s nothing else, I''ll take my leave."
The secretary shot him a look, and the manager promptly exited.
George dropped a file in front of Oliver. "Mr. Oliver, I''ve checked. Billy has been to Ms. Josefina''s
company, looking to acquire some designs. He''s hriously ignorant, not realizing that Ms. Josefina
is a billionaire''s daughter, and that the fashion empire is hers."
Oliver snickered with a wicked grin. "Billy''s stupidity will be the death of him."
George added, "One day, when he discovers Ms. Josefina''s true identity, I wonder if he''ll explode
with rage or die of regret."
One didn''t need to specte to know that Billy would indeed be filled with remorse.
At this moment, Billy was indeed filled with regret. Hispany was on the brink of copse,
teetering on the edge of ruin.
Lauren, clutching a servant''s phone, relentlessly dialed Josefina''s number. As soon as Josefina
heard Lauren’s voice, she hung up.
When Lauren called again, she was promptly blocked. In no time at all, all the servants'' number
were cklisted.
Lauren, seething with anger, hurled the phone across the room. "That little bitch! She actually
blocked me!"
The servant stood by, and Lauren''s irritation only grew. "What are you just standing there for?"
"Madam, you''ve destroyed my phone, I—"
"What about it? You think I can''t afford to rece your phone? Go to the butler and get a thousand
dors for a new one."