Chapter 120. Valentine’s for Four

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“So, what can we do about it?” I asked.

Perhaps there’s another way here. It’s not the reservation fee that I’m chasing after, it’s the thought that there’s a possibility I can’t get another restaurant for dinner. As the number on the elevator digital screen kept decreasing, so did my patience. But I have to keep calm. The person I was talking to was only an employee. It’s not his fault the restaurant owner is a jerk.

“I apologize for the inconvenience, sir. The table you asked for was the last one for the VIP and then someone subsequently called and asked for it. He doubled the payment because according to him, the restaurant’s where his wife accepted his proposal before. It’s the sentimental significance of the day and the place for them.”

And y’all believed that? Of course, anyone would say all the possible things to say when they want something. It wasn’t true, I know.

“Fine. I won’t be too pushy because I know I’m only wasting my time if I do