Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 308

Meanwhile, a gust of energy seemed to breeze through the door as I tried to peek inside, but the waiter quickly blocked my view.

“Privacy is a priority here,” he seemed to imply with his stance.

“Good evening, miss. Are you a friend of Mr. Shaw’s group?” the waiter inquired in a polite but curious tone.

Shaw? The name didn’t ring any bells.

I shook my head. “No, I think I’ve got the wrong room.”

As I turned to leave, I couldn’t shake the feeling that eyes were piercing through me, sending shivers down my spine. When I glanced back, I found the door seamlessly shut.

Back in our private dining area, Christine had already ordered. “Check this out. Anything else you fancy?”

Whatever you guys have

the bits I caught sounded eerily relevant to my life. Yet, I couldn’t recall anyone with the surname Shaw among Bryant’s

distraction, Christine leaned in, whispering,

replied with a

the lively atmosphere in the room soon distracted me from

with his glass raised toward me and Christine, his voice shy yet filled with gratitude, “Ms.

little to show for it, it wasn’t for lack of talent. Jeff always stuck to his unique aesthetic, refusing to bow to market

designer, making it increasingly difficult for Jeff to find work. But his portfolio caught my eye one day. It was a gamble, but one

opportunity. Everyone here earned their spot.

sit. Let’s all enjoy the night to

pretty soon, everyone was

gently, “Ms. Webster can’t hold her liquor. I’ll take over from

erupted in cheers, led

clapped excitedly. “Mr. Larson, you’re such a gentleman!”