Very soon, it was time for the restaurant to start seating. In general Western food restaurants, private rooms for couples are quite popular, and today he was doing her a big favor, reserving a seat as a way to return a favor to him.
She jogged to the elevator, and Vera Wave immediately took out her phone, scrolling through it, but couldn’t find the phone number for Maxim’s restaurant.
In the past, when her father Walter Wave had not gone bankrupt, she was a regular at the opposite Maxim, and of course, a VIP card was indispensable.
But later on, after replacing it with this cheap phone, she felt there was no need to keep the contact of such a high-end restaurant.
She checked her wallet, and didn’t find a restaurant VIP card there either; after all, with her current situation, she wouldn’t frequent such expensive restaurants, much less carry it around.
Seeing the elevator about to reach the first floor, she immediately put away her phone, and as soon as the elevator doors opened, she strode out, jogging all the way out of the company lobby.
Crossing over the pedestrian bridge, she hurriedly arrived on the thirteenth floor and walked into the restaurant.
"Miss, hello, may I ask how many are in your party?"
The waiter greeted her politely.
"I’d like to book a private room for couples."
"Alright, please follow me!" The waiter led her to the reception desk where Vera Wave stated her request.
The receptionist glanced at the computer, "Right now, there’s only a VIP Lounge available. Do you have a VIP card?"
"I didn’t bring a card..."
Before Vera Wave could finish, a card shimmering with gold was pinched by a pale hand and passed over from behind her.
"A private room for couples!"
"I’m sorry, Miss, but this lady just booked the last private room." The receptionist smiled and lifted her face, "We still have semi-enclosed couple’s seating; you can choose that."
The hand with the beautifully painted nails lightly patted the card on the table, "I think you should book it under my card. I doubt she can afford it anyway! Right, Vera?"
At this moment, Vera Wave had already turned her face to meet the face of the girl standing beside her.
The girl was about Vera’s age, and her adjusted features could be considered beautiful, but the stiffness around her eyes and brows, combined with her overbearing expression, only made her seem more mean-spirited.
She was dressed head to toe in the latest Parisian spring collection, all name brands.
This girl’s name was Mia Davis, and her father also worked in real estate.
Compared to Walter Wave’s past endeavors, they were just a small company,
Back when she was the heiress of Wave Clan, this girl would always have a fawning smile every time they met.
Of course, times have changed, and Vera had long been accustomed to seeing people’s change of face, so she wasn’t too surprised by Miss Davis’s attitude.
"Miss Davis, you really do worry like an old ancestor, whether I can afford it is my business, you don’t need to be concerned." Vera turned her face towards the restaurant receptionist, "My name is Vera Wave, can you check? I should be an SVIP."
"Sure." The restaurant receptionist replied with a smile, bowed their head, and began tapping at the keyboard, "Alright, it’s checked, you can go dine now."
Politely thanking the other, Vera turned to leave.
Mia Davis pursed her lips, tauntingly spoke from behind Vera.
"Miss Vera, don’t be in such a rush to leave, I have a friend I want to introduce to you!"
Vera kept walking forward without looking back.
Mia Davis stepped forward, blocking her path, with a mysterious smile on her face.
"You’ll definitely be interested..." Lifting her gaze to look towards the entrance, she raised her right hand, waving towards the person, "Harry, over here!"
First challenge question, it’s simple, what’s Vera’s best friend’s nickname~!~