The chauffer stopped at the front of the huge and marvellous building. He then got off and held the door open for Aom Chinda who soon got off. She shut close the door behind her and walked into the huge and classy restaurant. Her eyes marvelled at the certificate on the wall asserting that the restaurant was now a five star Michelin. She was not yet aware of the high status of the hotel. The hosts at the door who were smiling from ear to ear stopped Aom Chinda and asked for her reservation, she unzipped her orange mini bag, took out her phone and zipped it close. She logged into the restaurant's website and showed the host her reservation, the host then smiled amiably exposing her eggshell white teeth and opened the large, white wooden doors to let Aom Chinda in. She just sneered at them, she did not like their treatment. Weren't they supposed to know which customer will arrive at which time and serve them appropriately? They didn't even notice her? The famous actress, Aom Chinda?
All the tables on the main, open floor were full. There was classical music playing at a moderate level, the chatting and laughter of the customers and sounds being produced by the forks, spoons, knives and plates could be heard but weren't very audible. One of the waitresses there approached Aom Chinda and led her into one of the private rooms on the third floor of the building, she had been wearing a black pencil skirt and a white blouse with a black pair of stilettos. There, she found an empty room with food set on the table lit up by a rose scented candle and w bouquet of flowers in a transparent vase with water on the middle of the table. The large window on the other side of the room let her see everything that happened underneath her. The busy roads that were filled with cars and the cloudless skies.
Aom Chinda entered the room and sat down on one of the Nordic restaurant chairs. The waitress poured her a glass of cold water, bowed slightly before she exited the room. Once Aom Chinda heard the footsteps of the waitress disappear, she took out her lipstick from her mini bag and retouched it. She wanted to look exceedingly beautiful. She then pulled up her dress to make it shorter and attractive, she needed it for the show. She had to get the man she was going to meet to be on her side so that she could get a better advantage. She just wanted to humiliate Chakrii Malivalaya in front of everyone and make her pay for everything she had caused.
After sometime, a young man in a black suit accompanied with another one in a blue suit, A-thichart Boribun, Aom Chinda's friend entered the room. They both occupied their seats. The young man introduced himself as It-thipong Chaicharoen. He was the film director. He was incharge of everything in filming the movie. It-thipong Chaicharoen was a womanizer and Chakrii Malivalaya's boyfriend, and that bad behaviour of his made Aom Chinda get a five percent increase in the rate of success. She even wondered how they two worked out for each other.After scanning her, It-thipong Chaicharoen's eyes landed on Aom Chinda's sweet and juicy lips, he smacked his lips and smirked. Aom Chinda knew just when to act, she was a trained actress, she slowly licked her lips and bit her lower lip in an attractive manner. Aom Chinda then slowly lifted the hem of her dress to expose more skin.