CHAPTER 67

THE WOMAN WHO RUINED MY LIFE

Bianca's face flashed with a smile as they stepped down and walked towards the entrance.

"See? Even the restaurant security knows this car is not for the lower class."

Flora rolled her eyes with a faint smile. "You love exaggerating things a lot," she said.

The interior of the restaurant lobby was elegant. It was fitted with neatly arranged tables, while a glimpse of bright white and dim blue lights illuminated the walls.

Flora saw an empty table at the left corner and dropped her bag. "Let's sit here."

"No," Bianca objected immediately. "I prefer the other side." She pointed towards another...