My Reborn Story Is Insane (Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew)

Chapter 119 The Meeting

Bennett almost dropped his umbrella in disbelief. “The Regal Tavern, beneath him?”

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Jonah patiently explained to his sister, “The Regal Tavern is more suited for business meetings, and its privacy is unmatched. There’s no better place to meet Mr. Riverson without attracting unwanted attention.”

Leah’s face softened as she processed the explanation, a flush of embarrassment creeping onto her cheeks. “I didn’t realize that. Thank you for the advice.”

Bennett quickly reassured her, “I double–checked with the butler. There are only two tables reserved tonight. It’s just us and one other group, so we won’t run into anyone.”

Willard glanced at his watch. “It’s almost time. Mr. Riverson should be here any moment.”

Just then, a black Volkswagen pulled up in front of the Regal Tavern.

“An ordinary car–this must be Mr. Riverson, our man of the people!” Bennett said, a smile spreading across his face as he raised the umbrella to shield the car door.

As the door opened, a figure stepped out–Bennett eagerly adjusted his umbrella to cover the door more effectively.

But as soon as he saw the person, his face changed instantly.

“Charmaine, what are you doing here?!” he exclaimed.

else was equally stunned.

just

scanned the group, quickly piecing together why they

her mouth. “You’re here at the

her voice sharp as it echoed through the alley, was the first to speak. “Well, well, if it isn’t you, trying

of disdain, seemed to confirm everyone’s suspicions that Charmaine

and Jonah’s expressions darkened, clearly

mocking smile.

push your luck. Leave now, and you might

responded. “I wasn’t aware you owned the Regal

face turned white

umbrella for Charmaine, stood up straight, frustration boiling over. “D*mn

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getting rid of her.

With a swift motion, she planted one hand on the door and kicked Bennett hard in

balance and collapsed to the ground with a thud, face–first into

as he rolled in the wet dirt, his expensive suit ruined and

Sophie started, but before she could

spoke, a mix of irritation and urgency. “This time, it’s really Mr. Riverson! Go greet him.