The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 438

Zach strolled in, and the restaurant manager tipped his head with a respectful nod. “Would you folks like a private booth or a table in the main dining area?” he asked.

“Private booth, please,”

“The main area.”

The first suggestion came from Zach, while Mirabella voiced the second

The manager, catching the mismatched preferences, cleared his throat and said. “How about the main dining area? I just remembered that the prate boots aren’t quite ready yet.”

The boss had made it clear: everything should cater to their yours back.

Zach shot the manager a side–eye. If the private booths weren’t reach Way dù he offer them in the first place? It was obvious his dad had been wistering sweet nothings to the staff behind the scenes. Didn’t they realize se right through them?

Ever since Mirabella came back, the sons of the family had been bumped down E notch, even when it came to something as simple as getting a MR DER

dinner!

MOT AND dad. He was their flesh and blood, too. He deserved

not to notice Zach’s glare, the manager, al smies, les ne clearly focused on serving Mirabella. “This may please best read slipping up and addressing her by

catch himself. His boss had warned hem tine and veri low–key and not to let slip any details of the farm NUSIKSSON IN ON lady. Although he didn’t understand

it all. Watching the young git be QAMOUS TO DEAN family’s empire… was actually kind of engegn

“Move Wa momentarily puzzled. It seemed

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touched the tip of

reservation were clearly disgruntled. “Those

to choose between the main dining area and a private booth, and we don’t? Your restaurant’s staff really have selective vision, don’t they?”

dropped her grin upon hearing their complaints. Why?

responding with a detached, “Oh, we do have

turned red with anger, and

front desk, and she couldn’t help

both before leaving with a deep bow. The respect was palpable.