Not wanting to be deemed as unreasonable, Sabrina crossed her arms and coldly spoke, Fine, then. It''s better now that you''re here. This bottle of wine worth 20 thousand dors was shattered thanks to this man right here. "Mr. Schneider had it stored in your restaurant-you can verify this easily."


    Upon her words, Tim understood that the wine couldn''t be fake-any wine had to be authenticated before storage at Sapphire Paragon.


    Otherwise, if the staff had damaged it, how could thepensation be settled if the guest merely stated any amount?


    A card appeared before Tim as he looked toward Felix.


    Felix said, "Any issues with you taking care of things? I''m not wasting another word with this woman.


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    Sabrina rolled her eyes. "Who do you think you are? How shameless to ask someone else to handle matters for you."


    However, Tim''s eyes widened in extreme shock the next moment. Oh, dear! Was that a Golden Card? Unbelievable! A VIP hade to dine here.


    "Our dearest VIP, I sincerely apologize for this incident. Please proceed to your private room-I''ll handle things on my end," Tim said respectfully.


    Felix put the Golden Card away and headed toward the private room. He came here because Wendy had invited him for a meal. Sapphire Paragon was just another one of the Kinsleys'' businesses.


    Yet, he didn''t expect to bump into Sabrina, his sly cousin, there.


    Not only were the other customers stunned, but Sabrina was also bbergasted. What was that card? Why did Tim''s attitude change so dramatically in an instant?


    "Madam, our restaurant willpensate for the wine. I''ll ensure that the same bottle of Romanée-Conti worth the same price will be on your table the next time youe. Would you be satisfied with that?" Tim asked.


    Sabrina felt that she was on the brink of insanity. Did they really just agree to settle things this way? "W-Who is he? Why is your restaurant covering his bill?"


    "That''s not for you to bother about. As long as things are resolved to your satisfaction, that''s the best oue, no?"


    Tim didn''t dare to question a VIP holding a Golden Card. Despite her many questions, Sabrina turned and left.


    She was confused about what was going on. She wanted to know exactly what kind of card did Felix hold. She nned to ask Milo whether Warren had truly cut ties with Felix.


    After a while, Hugo arrived at the restaurant. Tim greeted him warmly, "Wee, Mr. Lambert! The private room has been reserved for you."


    "Okay."


    Tagging along, Tim''s eyes darted around as he whispered to Hugo, "Mr. Lambert, Ms. Kinsley is also dining in one of the private rooms.


    Hugo had often tipped generously for such information. "Oh? Which room? Who is she with?"


    "She''s in Room 3 with a rather handsome young man. I''m not sure about other details." A rather handsome young man? Hugo frowned and decided to check it out for himself. Given his rtionship with Wendy, he wouldn''t be too intrusive. At the same time, in Room 3, Wendy was apologizing to Felix for nearly revealing his identity to Xena.


    "You''re treating me to a meal because of this? You don''t have to do this. I''m not the type to hold grudges," Felix said.


    *Wendy heaved a sigh of relief upon his response. She stood up and approached Felix with a


    bottle of wine. Yet, she stumbled on her high heels and lost bnce, falling sideways.


    Thankfully, Felix reacted swiftly and held her, preventing her from falling to the ground. He caught the bottle of wine with one hand. Wendy ended up leaning into Felix''s arm in an intimate position.


    At that moment, the private room''s door opened, and Hugo stepped inside. "Wendy, I-"


    He stopped in his tracks as he saw their affectionate actions. His expression darkened drastically.