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C H A P T E R E I G H T E E N

This chapter is dedicated to briggsjade.
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Crysella Ariela

"You chose a pretty fancy restaurant Sir Solas, I'm gladly appreciated." I winked at him as he stared at me like I've grown two heads. More like three

Look, I get that I shouldn't try and flirt with him. I don't even think that what I'm doing is oblivious enough for you to have the idea that I'm flirting with him. I mean, what if you met someone who looks devilishly handsome. Don't tell me you're going to act around him coyly? *wink

Anyways, back to reality. He parked his very expensive looking car right across the restaurant and turned off the engine. To be honest with you all, I don't really know or even take time knowing about different types of  cars. I would like to learn but I haven't got any time. I don't even have time for myself! But right now, I'm just going to give you the description in my perspective and in my own point of vision.

The car was no doubt an expensive one judging from the owner. It had the colour of a sleek looking black that had a tinge of shade of a silver. It's very unusual and you may not imagine the colour I'm trying to visualize to you, but I'm telling you, It looks very fancy and I must say heartedly, I love it.

I got out first not wanting to be a spoiled brat or a lazy bum. Yes, I know what you're all thinking. 'Why in the world wouldn't she allow the man do the work and be a gentlemen' Well for me, I've been doing stuff that does not involve the 'act' of others doing all the work for me. Call me anything you want but that's just how I do things.

Examining the building from afar, the description that first popped in my mind was, a structure made of bricks making the restaurant stand rootly and attractive. I like bricks, that's a complete fact. It just looks country-like and gives this home kind of feeling. Something I don't feel back at my apartment since I'm living alone. There were pillars at the corners making it look like a modern country eatery. It was obviously the kind of restaurant that is a two-story. Various amount of people filling in on the second floor as some of them looked for a table. Sadly, and like I said, it's full.

On the other hand, it still looks like a wonderful restaurant for me. Having loads of people as costumer is a good blessing. Imagine the lots of feedback you can get whether the food is amazing or meh. Or the lots of money you'll earn. If you had that much of money, then surely you'll be able to provide your own personal needs without using your mother or father's money. We should all know that paying for our expenses when we're already mature enough to work for our own does not anymore involve nor you have the right to let your parents work for the money and pays for all your expenses. They're not a debit card where you can ask for widrawal.

If I had a restaurant and me being the owner, I don't really care if they gave me a feedback if some of my servings are bad, because that means, I can still improve that individual and specific recipe or I can banish it if it does not turn out for the good. Yes, I may be insulted but at least I had the knowledge that it's not that good. So using that chance, I'll just decide on improving it. Simple as that.

"How do you know this place? Although, it's crowded. I'm sure that it's wonderful." He turned his head at me and stared confused.

"What do you mean? Crowded?" I gestured my hand at the building across the street that had the label 'Franco's eatery'  He surprised me by letting out an audible laugh. My lips parted as I stared at him in awe. His eyes crinkled at the corners while his cheeks puffed out when he smiled. His dimples showing making him look like a carefree person. If he does this all the time, my panties would've probably fallen off. I would have guessed that he's a problem-free person if he smiles and laughs all the time. His laugh came to a sudden stop as he chuckled lowly.