When the burgundy Porsche pulled up in front of the restaurant, one of the waiters immediately hurried over to open the car door for the guest. "Welcome to Star Pavilion." A gorgeous figure made her way out of the car. She was dressed in a reflective blue dress that highlighted her slender figure. Her fair skin seemed as flawless as porcelain under the lighting, and her dark hair and sharp features made her stand out more than ever. The valet was stunned at the sight of her.

The visitor was none other than the daughter of the Bane Family, Roxanne. She had dressed herself up especially for her dinner that night. She noticed the decorations on the pathway as she headed toward the restaurant, but she didn't give them much thought. Star Pavilion was famous in Bainbridge for its exquisite environment, after all—it wasn't rare for couples to confess or have a marriage proposal in the restaurant.

The only thing that stood out to Roxanne was how empty the place seemed that day. She had just set foot in the restaurant when the bright lights inside were dimmed. The lighting then turned into a faint purple color. Before she could process all the changes in her environment, she saw Tritus walking toward her with a bouquet of 99 roses in his hands. "I'm so glad to hear that you're feeling better now, Roxy."

At that moment, Roxanne finally understood what was going on. So, all those decorations at the front door were meant for me, huh? She would've been glad to receive such a warm welcome if it had been with the right intentions, but she felt extremely uncomfortable with the scene before her eyes. Even though Tritus was a handsome man from a good family and had been chasing after her for a while, he seemed a little too strategic and manipulative for her. Furthermore, she had found him a little too narcissistic, perhaps because of external factors that gave her such an impression of him. Roxanne was repulsed by such traits that he had, and she had always rejected his advances for these reasons.

"My apologies, Mr. Tritus. I didn't know that you reserved this place. I'll have dinner elsewhere." She took her phone out to make a call. "I'm at Star Pavilion, but it seems like someone else booked the entire place, Dr. Larson. I'm afraid we'll have to eat somewhere else," she uttered.

Tritus was furious to see how dismissive the woman was toward him. He would've been less agitated if she had just rejected him, but he couldn't believe how she had just ignored him in front of all his other men. She had placed him in an awkward spot. His gaze glinted with fury as he sneakily spoke to his men while Roxanne was on the call, "I want you to break all of Matthew's limbs." I've been chasing after Roxanne for so long, yet she won't even have a meal with me. She invited a country bumpkin from the South out for dinner instead. Fine! I'll make sure they'll never get to have a meal together.

Meanwhile, Matthew had driven himself to Star Pavilion and was already nearby the area when he received Roxanne's call. However, before he could turn into the restaurant, a burly man in a black outfit stopped his car. "Hello, sir. Please show me your member card or your guest invitation." Star Pavilion only allowed its members to enter the area. Regular people would either have to own a member card or an invitation to enter the restaurant.

After taking Matthew's invitation card over, the burly man glanced through it before responding to Matthew, "Welcome. Please leave your car in the allocated parking spot." With that, the man began to show him the way. He brought Matthew over to a secluded corner before stopping in his tracks. Right then, about ten other men dressed in the same black outfit walked out from the shadows to surround Matthew's

car.

Matthew wasn't surprised to see the situation that he was in. Roxanne had already told him that someone had reserved Star Pavilion. If the burly man had been one of the security guards in the restaurant, he would've informed Matthew that the place had been reserved. However, the man ordered him to park his car in the restaurant's parking lot instead.

He cracked his fists as he got out of his car. "Since I'm in Bainbridge, I don't really want to start a fight in public," he muttered.

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