2025-03-25 13:35:14Outside 6th Star Restaurant, Katherine’s mother stood trembling with rage. She had just been thrown out. Thrown out!
Her breath came in sharp gasps as she glared at the heavy doors.
She had never been humiliated like this before.
Her fury only grew as she spotted the security team standing guard, their expressions cold and impassive. But one thing in particular made her blood boil—while she was kicked out, that cockroach Yemin had been personally invited inside.
That lowlife was sitting comfortably inside, while she was left outside like some common beggar?
Unacceptable.
Her nails dug into her palm as she pulled out her phone and dialed Katherine.
The moment her daughter answered, she snapped, “Katherine! That bastard Yemin is inside the restaurant right now, being treated like some VIP, while I was just thrown out like garbage!”
Katherine’s voice turned sharp. “What?”
“I was just outside, waiting to go in, and I saw Yemin. I merely reminded him of his place, and the next thing I knew, that cowardly manager came running out and threw me out! This is an insult, Katherine! Tell James to fix this right now!”
Katherine, seated beside James in a luxurious private room, clenched her jaw. “That bastard is here? Don’t worry, Mom. James will handle it.”
She turned to James. “My mother was just thrown out of 6th Star while Yemin was personally escorted inside. The manager must be insane. You need to deal with this now.”
James’ expression darkened. “That manager must have lost his damn mind. I’ll put those fools in their place.”
Katherine smiled, “ Thank you darling.” she turned to the phone, said smugly, “Mom. James wants to have a word with those jerks.”
Katherine’s mother’s anger eased slightly. That’s more like it. She turned to the head of security and held out the phone with a smirk. “James Franx wants a word with you.”
The security chief scoffed, took the phone, his face unreadable.
James didn’t bother with pleasantries. His voice was dripping with arrogance.
“This is James Franx. Do you have a death wish? Let her in. Now.”
The security chief’s expression remained impassive. “I’m afraid that won’t be possible, Mr. Franx.”
James scoffed. “You must not know who I am. I could buy this place if I wanted to.”
The security chief’s tone sharpened. “With all due respect, sir, this is the manager’s direct order. And I assure you, his authority in this matter is absolute.”
James’ smirk faded slightly. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“The manager was very clear. Mr. Marcus Chen and the CEO of Ravol Group are hosting an extremely distinguished guest on the top floor tonight. That means if your noisy, arrogant future mother-in-law keeps causing a scene, he won’t just ban her— he will throw YOU and your fiancée out as well.”
James stiffened.
Marcus Chen was not just anyone. He was the right-hand man of one of the most influential figures in the business world. And Ravol Company’s CEO? That was a man who held the power to make or break careers.
They were someone he could not afford to offend.And here he was, dragged into unnecessary trouble because of Katherine’s mother’s arrogance.
His reputation—**his future—**was at stake.
That damn woman!
He exhaled slowly, forcing himself to swallow his pride.
“...I understand.” His tone had lost its earlier arrogance, turning cautious.
The security chief remained firm. “Then I suggest you act accordingly, Mr. Franx.”
James clenched his jaw. He couldn’t afford to make a wrong move.
He turned sharply to Katherine, his voice low but filled with irritation. "Tell your mother to go home. Now."
Katherine’s brows furrowed. "What? James, what are you—"
"The manager isn’t going to let her in," he interrupted. "And if she keeps making a scene, we’re the ones who’ll get kicked out next."
Katherine stiffened. "That’s ridiculous! We have a reservation—"
"I don’t care!" James snapped, losing his patience. "Marcus Chen and Ravol Company’s CEO are here, and the last thing I need is them associating me with some public embarrassment."
"If she lingers and this mess gets any worse, Ravol Company will remember your name in the worst possible way."James snapped.
Katherine’s frustration flared, but James’ warning sent a cold shiver down her spine.
She had worked too hard for the Ravol Company partnership to let something as foolish as her mother’s ego ruin it.
Grinding her teeth, she took back the phone.
“Mom, leave. Right now.” She snapped.
Her mother gasped. “Katherine! After the way they humiliated me, you expect me to just—”
“If you don’t leave this instant, you’ll be humiliating me even more,” Katherine interrupted, her voice icy. “James and I could be kicked out because of you. Is that what you want?”
Silence. Then a bitter sigh.
“Fine,” her mother spat. “But you owe me for this.”
The call ended.
Katherine exhaled sharply, pressing a hand to her temple.
"I wonder who they're dining with," James mused suddenly, swirling his wine glass.
Katherine looked up. "What do you mean?"
"The CEO of Ravol Company and Marcus Chen," James said, his voice tinged with curiosity and a hint of envy. "The manager mentioned they're entertaining someone on the top floor. Someone important enough that they're treating the entire floor like it's sacred ground."
Katherine's eyes widened slightly. "Someone even more important than the CEO?"
"Must be," James nodded, his ambitious mind already working. "Could be a foreign investor. Or maybe a political figure. Whoever it is, they must be seriously influential."
Katherine's lips curved into a thoughtful smile. "Wouldn't it be something if we could meet them? That kind of connection would be invaluable."
James straightened in his seat, smoothing his tie. "If we play our cards right tonight, maybe we will. The right introduction could change everything."
"Meanwhile," Katherine scoffed, her thoughts drifting back to Yemin, "my pathetic ex somehow managed to weasel his way in here. Probably paid off someone at the door. He always was desperate for attention."
James chuckled. "Forget about him. He's nothing. But this mystery VIP upstairs? That's someone worth our time."
"You're right," Katherine agreed, her ambition mirroring his.
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