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?”

good. Whatever you guys have

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

in, whispering, “Penny for your thoughts?”

I replied with

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

our firm, stood up with his glass raised toward me and Christine, his voice shy yet filled with

show for it, it wasn’t for lack of talent. Jeff always stuck to his unique

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

my glass, I responded, “You deserve the opportunity. Everyone here earned their spot.

Christine said, clinking her glass against mine, “Now, sit. Let’s all enjoy the night to the

were our cue to cut loose, and pretty

a few drinks, sitting by my side, Mark offered gently, “Ms. Webster can’t hold

in cheers, led

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