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.

some wine from Charles' cellar and bring it to

"Yes, Ms. Dahlia."

met her gaze with a

private room, Dahlia asked the waiter to

here before, right? Don't be shy with me

her

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 in the

us? Should we wait for

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

mention of going

intimacy. Under envious glances, Dahlia, as the host, was the first to dig in. The dining atmosphere

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

Dahlia followed suit. "I need the restroom too, excuse me." She noticed Evelyn wasn't

hurried after her. She caught up in a small garden and grabbed Evelyn's wrist, whispering, "Evelyn, what are you up to?" Evelyn shook off her hand with a cold laugh. "Why

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

Are you sure?" Evelyn's gaze

felt uneasy but insisted,

"Ha." Evelyn chuckled coldly.

Carmen paid fifty million for your first-place

regained composure. "So what? You think Charles would believe