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?”

“I’m good. Whatever you guys have

incident lingered in my thoughts, puzzling me. It wasn’t anyone I knew, but the bits I caught sounded eerily relevant to my life. Yet, I couldn’t recall anyone with the surname Shaw

in,

with

lively atmosphere in the room

his voice shy yet filled with gratitude, “Ms. Webster, Ms. Jackson, I’m thrilled to be part of Janedream… Thank you, truly,

out of college with little to show for it, it wasn’t for lack of talent. Jeff always stuck to his unique aesthetic, refusing

to gamble on an unproven designer, making it increasingly difficult for Jeff to find work. But his portfolio caught my

opportunity. Everyone here earned their spot. Janedream

clinking her glass against mine, “Now, sit. Let’s all

cut loose, and pretty soon, everyone was

Mark offered gently, “Ms. Webster can’t hold her liquor. I’ll

erupted in cheers,

Larson, you’re

firm. “You know your limits! Plus,

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