The Day Our Promise Breaks

After finishing her words, she set the magazine aside, completely ignoring Dahlia, before pulling the door open and striding out. Inside, Dahlia was boiling with anger. 'Evelyn, do you seriously think you can snatch Charles away from me? Not a chance!' It wasn't long before Dahlia calmed herself down. She opened the door with a smile plastered on her face and walked out. She glanced over at Evelyn, who was busy at the printer, and casually asked, "Is anyone free tonight?" Someone piped up jokingly, "Dahlia, are you treating us to dinner?"

With a grin, Dahlia replied, "Yep, Charles called earlier. He wants to celebrate my first day at work by taking everyone out to dinner at Debbie's Garden. Is everyone free tonight?"

"Absolutely, we're in!"

"Debbie's Garden! I'd brave a storm for that! I've heard their food is top-notch. Thanks to you, Dahlia, we get to try it tonight."

Even though her colleagues were teasing, their excitement was genuine. Debbie's Garden, owned by Jenkins Enterprises, was the Capital's most prestigious restaurant, where only the elite dine.

"Don't hold back! You can order whatever you like tonight." Dahlia chuckled though her eyes were fixed on Evelyn.

"That's the future Mrs. Jenkins! So generous!" her colleagues teased.

"Come on, don't joke about that," Dahlia said, blushing but not denying her connection with Charles.

Before they knew it, the workday had ended, and everyone headed to Debbie's Garden with Dahlia. The place boasted an ancient, majestic exterior and a serene, elegant interior-a charm that money couldn't buy.

As soon as Dahlia walked in, a waiter greeted her with respect, "Ms. Dahlia, the Diamond Room is ready for you."

The mention of the Diamond Room left her colleagues in awe. They knew it was Charles' private room, not open to the public.

and bring it to the room,"

"Yes, Ms. Dahlia."

Evelyn met her gaze with a plastic smile, clearly unfazed

inside the private room, Dahlia asked the waiter to bring extra menus. "Please

anything, Dahlia handed her a menu. "Evelyn, you haven't been here before, right? Don't be shy

began selecting her

beautifully and bursting with flavor. The wine, worth tens of thousands, was brought in by the bottle. Her colleagues lavished praise on the selection. Dahlia basked

isn't Mr. Jenkins joining us? Should we wait for him?" someone asked, hesitating

Charles messaged me. He doesn't want to make everyone feel awkward by being here. He'll come later to pick me

mention of

envious glances, Dahlia, as the host, was the first to dig in. The

was distracted. Her eyes were frequently checking her phone. Suddenly, a message popped up. After reading it, she glanced at Dahlia with a sly smile

too, excuse me." She noticed Evelyn wasn't heading towards the restroom but...

garden and grabbed Evelyn's wrist, whispering, "Evelyn, what are you up to?" Evelyn shook off her hand with

seduce him, aren't you? Evelyn, don't bother. Charles only has eyes

really? Are you sure?"

felt uneasy but insisted, "Of

"Ha." Evelyn chuckled coldly.

overheard Carmen's call to you last night. What would Charles think if he knew Carmen paid fifty million for your first-place prize?" Dahlia's eyes widened in shock.

what?