Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1155

Chapter 1155 Conceited Megastar

Taken aback, Jason asked curiously, "Your goddess? Is this place owned by a female celebrity?"

If it were owned by a female celebrity, one would have reason to doubt the quality of the restaurant's food.

After all, the influence of a celebrity was significant. Their fans would willingly exaggerate how good their performance was even if they could barely act, let alone the food in a restaurant they owned.

At that moment, Jason regretted shamelessly asking for the ravioli, as it was not necessary for him to have done so.

Just when he planned to return the bowl to the girl, she shook her head and replied, "My goddess isn't a celebrity, but she's more popular than one."

Jason froze in response as a name popped up in his mind.

He asked at once, "What's her name?"

"Arielle Moore! There's a nice ring to it, doesn't it? Also, she looks gorgeous! Moreover, she cooks the ravioli herself, and people say that it's her own recipe too." The girl's eyes began to sparkle as she spoke. Evidently, she was a hardcore fan of Arielle's.

Her answer gave him a jolt, and he began to feel mixed emotions.

Arielle... I didn't expect her to be the owner of this restaurant!

Tightening his grip on the bowl, Jason tried his best to stay calm. "Thank you; I'll definitely do my best to promote the restaurant on the show."

"In that case, I'll return to the line now!" the girl chirped and waved her hands satisfactorily before rejoining the line for the free ravioli.

As her friend was lining up to enter the restaurant, all she needed to do was line up at the ravioli booth.

After watching the girl leave, Jason gestured for the cameraman to stop recording. He then passed the ravioli to the cameraman before replaceing a quiet corner in an alley where he gave Arielle a call. Meanwhile, the line continued to grow in front of the ravioli booth. However, two refrigerators' worth of ravioli was almost finished.

Sasha could not help but ask, "Ms. Moore, we're about to run out of ravioli. What should we do?"

Arielle mulled over it and replied, "So be it. We're shorthanded anyway, and there's no way we can get the kitchen to prepare more, considering how swamped they are. As of now, you should count the number of people in line and inform those at the back that we're out of ravioli. That way, they don't have to waste time lining up."

"Okay." Sasha nodded before doing as she was told.

Soon, the line in front of the booth grew shorter as everyone joined the line to dine in the restaurant.

Just when the last batch of ravioli was put into the pot, Arielle's phone suddenly rang.

When she saw the number, she found it familiar but could not remember who it belonged to.

Nevertheless, she answered it after a brief hesitation.

"Hello, who is this?"

"It's me, Jason." The other person went straight to the point.

"Jason..."

Arielle had not heard that name in a long time. Thus, she could not recall who it was until he declared confidently, "I can bring in much more customers to your restaurant as long as you agree to act as my female lead."

The moment she heard the haughty tone, her memory was jogged.

It's that conceited megastar. Why hasn't he dropped the idea of getting me to be his female lead?

Arielle replied in exasperation, "Jason, if you have nothing better to do, go replace some books to read. I'm really busy and have no time to talk to you. Bye."

When she was about to end the call, Jason, who was surprised by her reaction, stopped her. "Wait! I'm not done talking!"

Having lost her patience, she pursed her lips and asked, "What else do you want to say?"

He quickly explained, "I'm filming a variety show called Amazing Tastes, which has ratings so high that they have broken many records. The content revolves around local cuisine. Anyway, didn't you just open up a new restaurant? I'm nearby now and can help you promote your place for free."