Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 420

Walking into the restaurant, Mr. Smith didn't notice anything amiss. The decor was understated—plain walls, minimalist furnishings—a far cry from the ostentatious luxury he despised. For the moment, he felt at ease.

But anyone with an eye for true wealth would have noticed the details. The chairs looked simple, but they were hand-carved from century-old hardwood, cool and heavily weighted to the touch. The floors were laid with incredibly rare, matte-finished imported timber. The lighting fixtures, though unpretentious in design, were custom-forged from top-tier materials.

There was no gaudy gold leaf or crystal chandeliers to blind the eye, but insiders knew exactly what this place was.

Unfortunately, Mr. Smith and his team of academics were completely oblivious to this level of stealth-wealth. They just assumed it was a nice, quiet local bistro.

The dinner went smoothly. The atmosphere was far more relaxed and natural than any of their previous corporate dinners.

Once the plates were cleared, Vivienne smoothly suggested they stay and relax a bit before heading back to the hotel. Everyone was jet-lagged and exhausted from the conference, so they readily agreed.

Vivienne feigned a quick phone call, asking a server to guide the group further into the venue while she trailed slightly behind, her eyes sharp, monitoring the situation.

The server led them down a shadowy, inconspicuous hallway past the kitchens. The second they stepped through the double doors at the end, the atmosphere shifted violently.

Gone was the minimalist charm of the dining room. They had just entered The Serenity Wellness Wing—a sprawling, hyper-exclusive VIP retreat completely cut off from the outside world. The dimly lit corridors were lined with impossibly plush, rare carpets that absorbed all sound. Exotic, manicured greenery flanked the walls, and the air was thick with the heavy, sensual scent of expensive essential oils. Rows of private wellness suites lined the hall, offering absolute, soundproof privacy, dripping in dark, decadent luxury.

It boasted high-end massage suites, private saunas, and an exclusive zen lounge. Every square inch was meticulously engineered for indulgence, using materials that screamed exorbitant wealth.

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