The manager of the restaurant reached Aarvi and bowed to her, "Ms.Evans, Shawn sir, and President Rivas are dining for the celebration tonight. You.."
Aarvi cut in, "I know, Lauren. Inform them to start dinner, I will be late." She took steps towards the exit but paused and instructed, "Arrange on the terrace and use the best wine case. Make sure to double-check everything is clean and tidy. Lights should be warmer than bright."
"Sure Ms.Evans."
Lauren saw Aarvi leave and caught a breath before she could faint from suffocation. Seeing Aarvi's aloof face was just too scary. She couldn't say when she is happy and when she is disappointed.
Four hours later,
Lauren received a call. She felt her soul leaving her body seeing the contact name. 'God, please have mercy on me today.'
Her hands trembled to answer the call but sounded professional as if she wasn't frightened a second back, "Hello, President Rivas!"
