Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 240

Effie's brows knit in subtle annoyance as she replied to Irving Butler, "Mr. Butler, there's really no need for you to trouble yourself with this. We're both just trying to keep the clients happy, aren't we?"

Irving let out a dismissive snort.

At that moment, Lyman's assistant called back, informing them that the private dining room had already been taken by one of Lyman's friends.

But then, to everyone's surprise, the front desk staff greeted Effie and her group with unusual warmth, ushering them straight toward the very room in question.

If Irving Butler still hadn't figured out what was going on by now, he really was as dense as a brick.

Face tense, Irving trailed after the group. Once inside the private room, he forced a nonchalant smile, anxious not to let the Pattersons see through his unease.

There was no denying it-Lyman's private suite was in a different league altogether.

The room wasn't much larger than the others, but the interior exuded old-world charm. Instead of seeing a table and chairs upon entering, guests were met by a handcrafted wooden screen fitted with display shelves, artfully obscuring the view beyond. Anyone passing by could only catch a teasing glimpse of what lay inside.

with genuine antiques-none of them cheap replicas. Each piece was worth

he liked

table of polished hardwood, surrounded by six chairs just right for Lyman and

had visited once before, so she took it

though, it was their first time. They couldn't help but gawk at the paintings on the walls and the treasure-laden shelves, eyes

ladder. Yet, standing here, he realized that things Lyman dismissed as worthless would be considered priceless treasures in his own world. He still had a long way

to keep working harder,

meanwhile, was floored by his boss's wealth. Any one of these "cast-

of lavish dishes, far beyond anything they'd seen in the other private rooms-this was a whole new

wild sea bass, enormous lobster tails, black truffles-foods Irving Butler had only ever heard about

Patterson found the

the spread nervously. This had to be way over the company's meal budget. He certainly wasn't going

have been worried she wouldn't eat well, so he'd ordered the best for them. "I'll pay for anything