Love After Divorce
Chapter 425 Take a walk with me to digest the food later

Chapter 425: Chapter 425 Take a walk with me to digest the food later

The doorman looked at the lobby manager, aggrieved. The lobby manager looked at the scene and the doorman who didn’t realize the severity of the situation and said angrily, "Go to the finance department and get this month’s salary. Then, leave immediately."

At first, the doorman was thinking that his uncle was the chef of the Duke’s Mansion, and he hadn’t made a big mistake. At most, he would be scolded, and his salary would be deducted.

He didn’t expect the lobby manager to be so heartless. Naturally, he wouldn’t give up and started yelling. Then, he was dragged away by the security guards. It was only at that moment that RK made his move.

RK, who didn’t stop them, took Stella’s hand and walked inside. She looked reluctant, but she couldn’t do anything about it. She obeyed RK’s orders and followed him in.

As soon as they walked in, there were waiters in front of them who smiled and led the way, striving to provide perfect service. They couldn’t afford to offend RK, the rich man.

The lobby manager wiped his sweat with his sleeves and heave a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, Mr. Kingston was in a good mood that day, so he didn’t care much about it. Otherwise, the lobby manager wouldn’t have been able to keep his job.

A waitress led them into a private room. RK held Stella’s hand and pushed the door open. The private room was mainly decorated in warm colors, with light pink wallpaper and napkins, white tablecloths, and chairs.

There was exquisite tableware on the table and a transparent vase with roses in the middle. There were also a few candles on it, trying to get every detail in the room to be perfect.

RK pulled out the chair slowly and made an inviting gesture. Stella took the opportunity to sit down and looked at the layout of the room, which matched her aesthetic standard. It seemed that the person who arranged the room had put in a lot of effort.

However, Stella didn’t appreciate it. With a straight face, she looked at RK, who was sitting at the other end of the table, smiling at her. She decided to make the first move, "Just tell me what you want to talk to me about?"

RK spread out his hands and said, "Let’s fill our stomachs first before we talk." After that, he motioned the waitress to hand the menu to Stella, who then flipped through the menu and tossed it back onto the table.

She looked around and couldn’t help laughing sarcastically, "I don’t like to eat anything. You can order it. This place is known for traditional food, yet you order Western food. Don’t you think it’s strange?"

RK didn’t seem to notice Stella’s mockery. He said in a gentle voice, "I know why you don’t like Western food. it’s home-cooked here. You should like it. The decoration of the private room is very good for the atmosphere, isn’t it?"

Stella said to the waitress rudely, "Give him the menu. This place is unsuitable for me, a poor person. I want to throw up when I see this place. I have no appetite to eat anything."

The waitress forced a smile on her face. Stella turned around, pointed at RK, and said to the waitress, "How can I still eat when I have to see such a face?"

Seeing Stella’s reaction, RK swirled his glass and took a sip of red wine. He could tell that she didn’t dislike the Duke’s Mansion, but she disliked him.

The waitress knew very well that she was in a precarious position. The two of them quarreled with each other, and involved her, the waitress, in it. How could she bear the anger of the two of them? She had to say something to mediate the situation, otherwise, she would be fired like a doorman.

It wasn’t because of the high salary in the Duke’s Mansion that she wanted to keep her job. Instead, it was because if she was fired from the Duke’s Mansion and also because she had offended Mr. Kingston, how could she possibly continue to work in X city?

The waitress braced herself and tried to find an opportunity. "Miss, if the food in our restaurant is not to your taste, you can try our desserts."

Stella’s attention was attracted by the menu casually thrown on the table. She pointed to the page that was open at random, nodded in satisfaction, and smiled in a friendly manner at the waitress.

The waitress immediately followed her gaze and saw what Stella pointed at. It didn’t matter if she didn’t like to look at it, but when she did, her heart skipped a beat. She couldn’t keep the smile on her face anymore, and she was so scared that her legs went soft.

Stella didn’t give the waitress any chance to catch her breath. She waved her small hand at RK. "That’s it. I have heard that tiger penis soup is good for health."

RK then ordered a few dishes and motioned for the waitress to leave. Before the waitress left, RK deliberately emphasized, "Bring the dish that this lady ordered." If Stella wanted to play a prank, he would satisfy her.

The waitress hurried away with the menu in her hand. RK also asked the others to leave. There were only two of them left in the private room. Stella looked around and cheered herself up. She wanted to have the courage to continue to face RK.

That meal was so quiet that Stella couldn’t figure out what was going on in RK’s mind. Could it be that he was simply treating her to a meal? It didn’t seem like his style at all.

The meal was finished in a strange atmosphere. Nothing unpleasant happened and the both of them remained silent the whole time.

RK had deliberately emphasized that they wanted the tiger penis soup. Unfortunately, the waitress told him that they were lacking in the ingredients for it, so it couldn’t be made.

RK wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue. He looked at Stella, who was resting her chin on her hand at the other end of the table, and said, "Take a walk with me to digest the food later."