Remorse After Breaking Up



Chapter 183

Elijah's expression was grim. He glared at Sebastian.

Sebastian had ruined his last birthday celebration. This time, Jordan had organized another celebration for Elijah, but Sebastian ruined it again. That angered Elijah greatly.

"Let's go!"

Elijah got up to leave, but Sebastian said, "Since you're already here, why don't you leave after enjoying your meal?"

"What's there to enjoy? Mr. Hunter's left; who's paying?" Elijah snarled.

"Exactly! This is Misty Oak Hotel's Emperor Room. The booking fee itself costs five million dollars, and the meal would add up to ten million dollars! Are you going to pay?" Belinda sneered.

Smiling, Zia said, "Mr. Wilder is a VIP here. He can dine here free of charge."

"Let's enjoy a meal before leaving then."

Upon hearing that it was free, Elijah hurriedly sat down. He had never dined in Misty Oak Hotel, let alone the Emperor Room. Dining here would be something he could boast about in the future.

Belinda asked for the menu. She was shocked at the prices; there was nothing below 180,000 dollars, and the most expensive dish-red sage soup-was priced at 18 million dollars.

All this while, Belinda had felt like nobility. But now, she finally realized this was what the upper class lived like.

A single dish could cost tens of millions of dollars-even all the meals Belinda had in her lifetime could not add up to that.

Since it would be free, Belinda didn't hesitate to order all the most expensive dishes. After that, Elijah, Lyra, and the others also ordered several dishes. The bill was estimated to come out above 50 million dollars.

After Zia left, Elijah excitedly asked, "Sebastian, how do you know Ms. Quirrel? How are you related?"

Everyone looked at Sebastian curiously, including Lillian.

"I used to treat her father," Sebastian said.

Sebastian wasn't lying, though. Not long ago, he had indeed cured Joseph's old injury.

"I thought you were close. You just treated her father... Is that all?" Belinda sneered.

She had thought Sebastian might have a close relationship with Zia. If that had been true, she would have been nicer to Sebastian in the future.

But it seemed like there was no need for that. Since they only had a doctor-patient relationship, their ties could be severed after a meal.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Elijah looked disappointed after hearing Sebastian's words, too.

When the food was served, everyone had a taste of what it was like to be upper-class.

The red sage soup was made with the red sage herb, which is more valuable than ginseng. It could help improve blood circulation and longevity. A single root would cost millions of dollars.

For something so valuable to be made into soup, topped up with the hotel's brand reputation, it made sense for the dish to cost 18 million dollars.

Everyone left after the meal, but Lyra was detained. At that point, Lyra was still dreaming that Jordan would soon arrive with the money to leave with her.

But even when the sky turned dark, Jordan still hadn't appeared. Lyra began to panic and called Jordan, only to realize he had turned off his phone.

Lyra was scared. She had no choice but to seek help from Belinda.

In the living room in the Smith residence, Belinda told Elijah what happened. After hearing her words, Elijah frowned. The Smith family wasn't in a place to help, either. They didn't have 200 million dollars to spare.

Furthermore, he couldn't bear to spend 200 million dollars.

"Dad, Lyra is your granddaughter. You can't just give up on her," Belinda said concernedly.

"I didn't say that I was giving up on her. But this is 200 million dollars; with our current state, where are we going to find that money? I think we should contact Mr. Hunter. He poured the wine, so he should pay for it," Elijah said.

"But we can't reach him," Belinda said anxiously.

She turned to Sebastian, who was enjoying tea, and she said, "It's all your fault. If you

hadn't brought that bottle of wine, this wouldn't have happened."

"That's right. You caused this, so you should pay for it!" Lucas said icily.

Baffled, Sebastian said, "You're so good at shifting the blame. The Emperor Cognac cost 200 million dollars, and I was kind enough to offer it to all of you.

"But not only did you not appreciate it, you even insulted me. Jordan Hunter poured it away, so it's his fault. How can you blame it on me?"

Lillian nodded in agreement. "Sebastian is right. It's not his fault."