Charlie was taken aback when he discovered that Harold had also booked a suite at Heaven Springs. What a strange coincidence! Didn’t Don Albert mention owning Heaven Springs? Hadn’t he arranged a suite for Charlie at the restaurant as well? Meanwhile, Gerald stared in disbelief. “Wow, Harold, did you really manage to secure a reservation for the Golden Suite at Heaven Springs? That’s not something everyone can do!”

Harold chuckled with pride. “Honestly, aside from the Diamond Suite—which is definitely out of my reach—the other suites are easy to book.” However, beneath his boastful tone, Harold was merely showing off. In reality, Lady Wilson had pulled strings and asked for numerous favors to get the Golden Suite reserved.

Loreen, who had heard of Heaven Springs even while in Eastcliff, quickly chimed in, “We’re all friends here; you don’t need to go to such lengths just for me.”

With a sly grin, Harold replied, “Oh no, you’re our esteemed guest! How could I treat you as just another friend?” He then turned to Charlie and inquired, “By the way, which restaurant did you book?”

Charlie responded with a hint of indifference, “What a coincidence, I also made a reservation at Heaven Springs.”

“Hahaha!” Harold laughed heartily. “Charlie, are you seriously not embarrassed by your ridiculous bragging? I doubt you could even secure the most basic suite at Heaven Springs with your status! You really should stop with the nonsense!”

Charlie simply smiled and replied, “Even if I am bragging, what does it matter to you? I’m not inviting you to dinner, so why are you so concerned?”

Harold sneered, “Hmph! I doubt you could even make it through the door!”

Loreen, witnessing the exchange, felt pity for Charlie. She knew about his position within the Wilson family, where he faced both financial and emotional discrimination. It seemed unrealistic for him to book a suite at such a prestigious restaurant for her. She sensed that Charlie was likely fabricating this claim to preserve his dignity, and she didn’t want him to feel embarrassed. So, she quickly suggested, “Hey, let’s put an end to this argument, okay? Since both of you have reservations at the same place, why don’t we go there together?”

Harold shot a glare at Charlie and huffed, “Fine, for Loreen’s sake, I’ll treat you to a meal today and let you experience what a high-end restaurant is like!”

Charlie merely smirked and brushed off the insult. The notorious Don Albert would kneel in front of him; what kind of impact could his restaurant possibly have? It was a shame that Harold was too blinded by his arrogance to see the truth!

***

Heaven Springs was a charming, elegant European-style restaurant. The interior boasted exquisite classical decor, with an air of exclusivity and elegance. Even the sign outside was crafted from high-quality yellow rosewood. Charlie couldn’t help but marvel at the lavishness of the restaurant. He hadn’t anticipated such opulence at Albert’s establishment and thought about bringing Claire there someday.

Loreen looked around in awe and exclaimed, “I’ve heard so much about Heaven Springs back in Eastcliff, and it certainly lives up to its reputation!”

With a smile, Harold replied, “Loreen, I had to take you to the best place during your visit, of course.” Then, he shot a mocking glance at Charlie. “Unlike someone here. If it weren’t for you, he’d probably never get the chance to visit such a fancy restaurant in his life.”