Luxury Restaurant

Arabella's POV

"You'll see, Bella." He whispered when we were in the elevator.

Despite his confusion, I returned Sean's beaming smile, but I didn't question him anymore, so I followed him to the car. He drove the car quickly, passing through the city center until it arrived at a magnificent restaurant in front of us.

A parking vet took Sean's place, and we quickly walked into the restaurant, which was dominated by ivory, white, and gold. I widened my eyes when I saw several diners in fancy clothes queuing to get inside.

I checked my own clothes, which didn't seem to match the atmosphere of the restaurant we were visiting. "Is it okay if I wear work clothes here?" I asked, standing on tiptoe so I could whisper to Sean.

"It's fine. You look beautiful as always, Bella." Sean complimented me, which made me blush.

The queue got shorter and shorter until it was my turn and Sean's. A staff member checked Sean's order code after he answered her question. He called out to a waiter who would se