Chapter 55

It's been already an hour and a half, but the number of guests hasn't shrunk or snowballed. Whenever a table gets vacant, there will be another set of guests that enters the restaurant. It's quite tiring serving and socializing in this overwhelming crowd of public figures, businessmen, and rich people, but that also means the money is coming in abundantly. The tips are amazing as well. Of course, they will be. The restaurant is well-known to house great crew service, respondent management, and authentic, showstopping Italian dishes. The whole place really is a temporary hearth to those who want to fill their stomach after daily drudging workloads. I feel them though. I know how they feel at nights and weekends.

After cleaning up a table, a group of four businessmen immediately takes the seats. As I raise my sight on them, I recognize that Ryle's father is one of them. Mister Rusco Andreyev is here. He gives me a quick nod and smiles before scanning through the menu. At this time, I don