Bride of Mr.Billion (Bella and Herbert) novel Chapter 396

Chapter 396

Bella’s POV:

Herbert hesitated for a moment and then said with a smile, “It‘s really a man. I don‘t have to lie to you. He is a friend of mine many years ago.”

“Really? I just heard a piece of very gentle music in the restaurant. It must be a very romantic restaurant, isn‘t it? Do you two men go to such a romantic place to eat?” I laughed.

Herbert then said, “It‘s said that the dishes here are very delicious, so we came here.”

“Is it a famous restaurant?” I asked tentatively.

I just wanted to ask which restaurant he was eating in so that I could suddenly appear in front of him.

“Oh, Swan Island. It‘s a very famous restaurant in New York.” Herbert smiled and said.

Hearing this, I remembered the name Swan Island in my heart.

Then I said, “All right, I won‘t disturb you anymore. Go and have your dinner.” “Where are you?” At this time, Herbert suddenly asked. “Oh, I‘m off work and bought something on the way. I‘m almost home.” I immediately lied. Herbert instructed, “It‘s getting dark. Hurry up and go home to have your dinner. Take good care of yourself and the children.”

“Got it.” I nodded.

“I‘m hanging up,” Herbert said, and then hung up the phone. Then I reached out and stopped a taxi. “Miss, where are you heading to?” asked the taxi driver. “Swan Island,” I replied. The taxi driver then turned around and headed in one direction.

In the car, I lowered my head and chuckled. “How will he react when he sees me later?” I thought. “Will he be very shocked?”

“Miss, are you going to Swan Island for dinner?” The taxi driver was a chatterbox and he began to chat with me.

“I‘m going to find my... children‘s father.” I wanted to say “husband“, but after thinking for a moment, i changed my mind. The taxi driver immediately said, “Miss, your family must be rich. Those who go to Swan Island to eat are either rich or noble. I heard that ordinary meals cost thousands of dollars.” “You must be joking. He‘s just eating with his friend” I said with a smile.

Soon, I arrived at Swan Island restaurant.

As soon as I entered the door, a receptionist came forward and asked, “Miss, have you made a reservation?” “Oh, I... My children‘s father is eating inside.” Although I knew that what I said was very vulgar, I was telling the truth.

“Then, is your husband in the hall, the private room, or the revolving restaurant on the top floor?” asked the receptionist,

Hearing this question, I was stunned.

Swan Island restaurant was in a very big building. How would I know which floor Herbert was eating on?

“It‘s reserved under Mr. Wharton,” I said.

The receptionist smiled and said, “Please wait a minute.”

A minute later, the receptionist said to me with a smile, “Miss, Mr. Wharton has booked the revolving restaurant on the top floor tonight.”

“Thank you.” i thanked her and went straight into the elevator.

The promotion poster in the elevator was to introduce this revolving restaurant. An oval–shaped building on the top of the building was a revolving restaurant, surrounded by transparent glass. It looked like a bright pearl in the distance.

There were only more than 20 tables in the revolving restaurant. Of course, it was expensive, and the seats would need to be reserved half a month in advance.

Looking at the poster in the elevator, I frowned and thought, “Didn‘t Herbert just say that this is a good place, so he came here to have dinner on the spur of the moment? But it needs to be reserved half a month in advance.” Thinking of this, I thought that I must have gone to the wrong place. He and his friend must not be eating in the revolving restaurant, but in a private room or in the hall downstairs.

“Oh, I came to New York to do something. I just called Herbert. He said he is having dinner here, so I came to see him.” I smiled and looked into the luxurious revolving restaurant

“Miss Stepanek, Mr. Wharton...this date today is very important. It‘s best if you don‘t disturb him. How about this, I‘ll send you to the hotel first. After Mr. Wharton finishes his meal, i‘ll send Mr. Wharton to look for you. What do you think?” When Connor spoke these words, his eyes even glanced towards the entrance. In addition, his hands were gesturing in the air, looking extremely nervous.

This was too strange! I stared at Connor and asked in a serious tone, “Connor, why are you so nervous today?” “I‘m nervous? I... I am not.” Connor spread out his hands, looking as if he was pretending to be relaxed.