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?”

you guys

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

my distraction, Christine leaned in, whispering, “Penny for your thoughts?”

replied with a forced

the time or place for such worries. Thankfully, the lively atmosphere in the room soon

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

age and experience. Despite being a decade out of college with little to show for it, it wasn’t for lack of talent. Jeff always stuck to his unique aesthetic,

work. But his portfolio caught my eye

opportunity. Everyone here

“Now, sit. Let’s all enjoy

were our cue to cut loose, and pretty soon, everyone was raising their glasses to

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

room erupted in cheers, led by Christine.

Larson, you’re such