The seat in front of Sarah had always been where Zachary sat. When he came to dine, St. Ritz would always reserve that spot for him. Now the seat was empty, but he still hadn’t arrived.The dishes were halfway served when Zachary finally showed up. The waitstaff didn’t ask many questions. Steven, the chef, knew the dishes Zachary liked, and had prepared them accordingly.Sarah glanced toward the entrance, but her attention was immediately diverted by another figure. Vivian walked in and sat next to Zachary, both of them laughing and chatting, which felt almost too much to bear. Sarah picked up a piece of fish, but it tasted bland. When Steven came out with more dishes and saw Zachary with Vivian, he quickly glanced around, his eyes widening in shock. “Cough, cough, Boss, enjoy your meal,” he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm.Vivian giggled and playfully covered her mouth. “Steven, why are you acting so strange today?”“It’s nothing, just a sore throat,” he replied quickly
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