Out of curiosity, Monique spun her head to have a look at the helicopter that was hovering in the sky.
From the chopper came a person holding a high-quality silvered tray with 'Food Hall’ being craved underneath the tray. Then, came a few more men who all carried similar trays as well.
'Again from the Food Hall?'
The crowd was stunned upon witnessing the scene.
Some even felt utterly envious.
'Was it true about the legendary rumors about Food Hall?'
'Did it really required reservations a month ahead?'
It's been twice in one day that food was delivered from the Food Hall which was pretty obvious that it was just booked not long ago and freshly out from the oven.
The first time was for the daughter of this woman, and the other was for this woman.
She was nothing but only a chauffeur!
Dressing up ordinarily with an ordinary look along with a pair of seductive eyes.
However, the chairman treated this woman well!!
At noon, everyone was already envious and jealous when the food was being delivered to the little girl.
Yet now came another round, this was just driving the crowd mad!!
Witnessing the servants placing the trays they were holding on top of her table, Monique's jaw dropped as she was too surprised to close up her mouth.
Why the fuss to go to such length for just a meal?
The servants diligently placed the dishes on the table and removed the covers.
Then they bowed before retreating.
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