"I'm sorry, Miss. Is your friend not coming?" asked the waiter who saw Vega spacing out while watching the door.
The girl raised her face and shook her head with pursed lips. "He has important business so he can't come ..."
"Oh, I see." The waiter seemed very sympathetic. The young girl in front of him was very beautiful and looked amiable. How could her date just abandon her like that? he thought in astonishment. "Do you want us to call a taxi for you?"
Vega shook her head wistfully and took out her cellphone. "No need. I'll ask my brother to pick me up."
"Oh .. well, then. Don't hesitate to let me know if you need help, okay?" said the waiter again respectfully. "Oh, by the way... do you still want to order more food?"
Earlier, Vega had just ordered an appetizer and two glasses of wine. She had no appetite at all. The girl shook her head.
"No. Thank you. I'll just pay. Can I get the bill?"
The waiter nodded respectfully. "Of course."
He arrived shortly after with Vega's food bill. The girl was busy texting Altair to come to pick her up at the restaurant. She really felt sad and did not want to go home alone.
When the bill came, Vega only glanced over. She added a 100 euro tip to the total bill and placed the card on the bill tray. The waiter's face looked very surprised when he saw the amount of tip given by the girl and the card she used to pay.
The black titanium card with a minimalist design was legendary among upper-class restaurants because they rarely saw it. Only super-rich people had such cards, maybe not even 100 people in the world held these cards.
This card had no limits and could be used to buy anything in the world. Then why did this young girl have it? Was she really that rich...?
Ah ... she must come from one of the wealthiest and most influential families in the world, thought the waiter, staring at Vega in awe. Which family were you from?
He did not recognize the Medici surname that the girl used to reserve a table this afternoon. He didn't know any influential family in this modern times bearing the surname Medici. Unfortunately, the card used by this girl was very private, and he couldn't possibly find out more info about the owner.
Ahh ... too bad. Such a perfect girl from a very wealthy and respected family, had to experience an unpleasant dinner date, thought the waiter, staring at Vega from a distance.
After the girl's card had been swiped and he received a receipt from the cashier, the waiter came back to Vega and handed the card back respectfully.
"Have you contacted your brother, Miss?" he asked attentively.
"Yes. He will definitely be here soon," Vega said.
"Ah ... thank God. If there's something you need, please call me, okay..."
"Thank you." Vega nodded gratefully. The waiter's friendly attitude managed to make her feel better.
She decided to contact Mischa again while waiting for Altair to pick her up.
[Are you all right? Please let me know if you're okay. I'm very worried.]
Vega could only sigh sadly because five minutes had passed, Mischa still didn't reply to her text.
She yawned a little because she began to feel sleepy. The two glasses of wine she had drunk began to show a reaction. Hmm ... now she started to feel regret. She should have left right away when Mischa didn't come after half an hour instead of drinking wine.
But earlier, Vega's feelings were indeed chaotic. She was really disappointed because she did not expect Mischa would flake on her like this.
"Young Miss!! Wake upppp... don't sleep here ...!"
Vega raised an eyebrow and looked toward the origin of the sound. She yawned once more. From the door, she saw Leon, one of the bodyguards her father had assigned to watch her from afar, rushed into the restaurant with a panicked expression.
Leon, John, and Claude had always been protecting her and Altair secretly and never showed themselves. They were very good at maintaining the privacy of their two young master and young miss. Then why did Leon suddenly appear here? Vega felt very surprised.
"Hi, Leon ... I'm waiting for Altair. He will be her short ..." Suddenly Vega widened her eyes and her face was filled with horror. "Leon! What are you doing??"
Right in front of her eyes, Leon's body jerked when someone shot him from behind with a barrage of bullets from two muffled guns. Before the bodyguard managed to reach Vega, his body sank and fell to the floor with a thud.
"Aaahhhh .... !!!!!" Vega screamed at the top of her lungs. All the guests in the nearby tables immediately went into a panic. They screamed and hid under the table.
Two masked men entered the restaurant with long steps. Each of them carried two firearms and fired in various directions to frighten everyone in the restaurant.
The waiter who had served Vega was shot several times and died instantly with his eyes opened so wide, and blood sputtered from his chest. Fear immediately hit everyone. Those who managed to sneak under the tables and hid away from the killers' sight hurriedly called the police emergency number.
Vega covered his head with both hands in panic. She was terrified and hysterical. In her entire life, she had never been in danger because her father and uncle always provided the best security for her and Altair.
Oh, Father... Mother ... Daddy... I'm scared... Vega screamed inwardly.
She was horrified to imagine that this was her last moment ... If the criminals killed her... like they had killed Leon, and surely he had killed John and Claude ... then she would die without being able to say goodbye to the people she loved ...
She would not have the opportunity to say goodbye to Daddy Nic ... to Altair ... also her father and mother and her two younger siblings ...
"You .. take her. I'll take care of the others." A masked villain said to his friend. When Vega looked up to find out what they were going to do, she was shocked.
Apparently, a masked villain came over to her and then hit her shoulders.
Everything then went dark.
The villain who hit Vega until she passed out then quickly carried the girl out of the restaurant. His friend was still shooting at people who were hiding, to make sure they didn't get up from under the tables.
After he made sure his friend had disappeared safely with their target, the remaining criminals finally escaped.
As soon as they disappeared, immediately, a frantic scream could be heard from the restaurant. Women were crying, and the men were stunned in their place. Some people, who were more composed, quickly contacted the police.
A few minutes later, a loud police siren was heard filling the area around the Eiffel Tower.