This was the first time her manager had repeatedly reminded her in such a serious manner, and Miranda was only listening with only half an ear.
She remembered the first half of what she said, about Owen being rich. She didn't remember the other half at all, but she promised her manager nonetheless. "Yes, I understand." After saying that, the manager released Miranda.
Miranda quickly got out of the car. She was in no hurry to walk to the hotel afterward. Instead, she stood aside and tidied her clothes. She then looked in the mirror to make sure that her makeup was exquisite and she was dressed up. Then, she picked up her small bag and walked towards Xiyue Restaurant.
Her manager sat in the car and sighed helplessly as she watched Miranda walk away.
"Hello, do you have a reservation?" the waiter at the door asked Miranda.
"I'm Miranda. Has Mr. Owen reserved a seat?" Miranda smiled as she looked at the waiter at the door who was blocking her.
