The feeling of light-headedness washed over Samuel as he went to the lady's restaurant. The restaurant possessed a labyrinth of beamed ceilings. A fireplace that was modeled with intricate patterns also lied upon its beautifully carved brick. The entire restaurant gave off an aura of sophistication as a classical piece of music lingered around the air. Someone was playing the pianoforte and a violin on the side. The people who dined all wore luxurious clothing and ate with grace. Samuel knew he was in a place that was for the high-ranking society.
"Now then, let us go to this restaurant's private room." Lady Damian exclaimed. "Come, Samuel."
