Christian was always meticulous in his work.
He first went to the hotel manager and dropped Lucian's name.
The moment the manager heard it was Mr. Langford's order, he rushed to arrange it himself, selecting the most expensive dishes on the menu.
The order included Australian lobster, braised premium sea cucumber, steamed Chilean sea bass, and a delicate truffle and fish maw soup.
The wine retrieved from the cellar was a 1982 Chateau Lafite Rothschild, a reserve grade bottle that The Sterling Grand Hotel rarely brought out.
Reviewing the order, Christian added one more dessert: Chilled Mango Ambrosia.
He remembered that the last time they dined, the boss's wife had taken a few extra bites of it.
With everything arranged perfectly, Christian personally led two servers carrying silver trays toward the adjacent room.
...
Inside the room, Miranda was still bragging non-stop.
The dishes on the table were mostly finished, but no one had the nerve to order more.
The hotel was incredibly high-end; a single extra dish could easily cost hundreds of dollars, and everyone knew it.
Just as Tiffany was debating whether to order a fruit platter, there were two quick knocks before the door was pushed open.
Two servers in crisp hotel uniforms walked in, each holding a polished silver tray.
Following them was a young man in a dark grey suit and gold-rimmed glasses. It was Christian.
"Apologies for the interruption," Christian said with a perfectly polite smile.
Everyone's attention immediately turned to the door.
Miranda's voice finally cut off as she frowned at the uninvited guests.
The servers placed the trays onto the table and lifted the silver cloches.
Lobster, sea cucumber, sea bass... one aromatic and visually stunning dish after another was revealed, their plating as exquisite as a work of art.
They looked far too beautiful to eat.

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