CH.78

A week had passed since their sinful encounter on the golf course - an event that still lingered in Emmeline's mind. She dreaded facing Yuna after what had transpired between them.

Saturday arrived swiftly and by evening, Emmeline found herself at the restaurant alone. Above its entrance hung a broad sign bearing its name in French: Divin – sacred. Everything served here was divine indeed.

The restaurant had an elegant charm despite its considerable size; the earthy-colored walls gave it a classic look while caramel-hued table covers added warmth. To one side stood a bar for drinks adjacent to which was a billiard table.

At eight o'clock sharp, Yasmin, one of the waitresses, entered the kitchen where Emmeline was engrossed in baking cake with a white apron tied around her waist.

"The Kims and Blackthorns have arrived," Yasmin announced breathlessly as if delivering news that would change the course of history. "As instructed by you, I've led them to the center table."

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