After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 131

That man was blonde, different from the childish chef of Royal Galaxy Restaurant.

Franklin looked stern, jealousy surging in his chest crazily. He failed to repress it.

The bitterness upset him.

Instantly, Jasper felt the low pressure in the car, and his heart trembled.

'What happened to Mr. Maskelyne again? Miss Andrews is dining with a man. They don't look intimate.'

However, he knew Franklin was always short-tempered, so he dared not to utter any beep.

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Royal Galaxy Restaurant.

While enjoying the food, Sylvia discussed the currently popular dances with William.

"I heard many people were into Shoot Dance nowadays," Sylvia remarked.

"Yes. I know a good dancer from your country can dance Shoot Dance very well, and I like him very much." William echoed.

He performed it several times perfectly.

Suddenly, the lights were out in the restaurant.

Only the exit signs' dim lights were seen.

All the patrons were shocked. Shortly after, they started to complain. "What's going on?"

"Is the power out?"

"Circuit problems?"

"You ruined my evening."

The lobby manager hurriedly tried to calm the patrons down.

Some of them were angry. "I finally could have dinner here. How can the power is out?"

"What are you guys doing?"

"I reserved a table ten days ago."

"I reserved it eight days ago."

Sylvia frowned and said to William, "I need to deal with something. Please excuse me."

She stood up, pulled out her phone, and turned on the flashlight.

Then she walked to the lobby manager and reminded him, "Send the staff to buy the candles and let all patrons here have candlelight dinner. Also, use the alternator in the kitchen to ensure all the patrons can get their ordered dishes."

The lobby manager wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Yes, Miss Andrews. I'll get it done now."

Sylvia raised her voice and announced in the lobby, "Please calm down. We'll provide you with an excellent dining experience. I'm a singer working for Royal Galaxy Restaurant. I'd love to sing a song for you all. If you can also sing the song, please sing with me. All right?"

Suddenly, the patrons who were complaining heard a fantastic voice to sing.

They stopped arguing and were immersed in her singing.

The woman's voice was gorgeous, and she was singing an old song.

Her voice reminded them of a cool summer breeze, calming them down gradually.

Although her singing was different from the original singer, she assigned new feelings to the old song.