Chapter 485 In the restaurant.
Bryce elegantly sliced the steak.
Mariela ordered a bottle of Romanée Conti.
The waiters in uniforms slowly poured the wine into their glasses.
Bryce smiled and said, âEven if the judge supports all our demands in the BioLumina Group case, the legal fees would only be 32 thousand dollars. However, you spent 30 thousand dollars on the wine. Ms. Logan, this is a lossâmaking deal, isnât it?â
Mariela gently swayed the red wine glass, her beautiful eyes shimmering with a faint smile. âNo, Iâll never make a losing deal.â
Bryce smiled at her, waiting for her following words.
âYou brought in more than ten times the profit of the price of this wine to Crestwood Law Firm in a year,â Mariela said with a smile.
Bryce chuckled, âI thought you were a fool with money, and I didnât expect you to be so businessâsavvy.â
âOf course I am. I have a great father after all.â
When it came to doing business, no one could compare to Deandre, the top entrepreneur in New York.
They had a pleasant meal.
Bryce provided many practical suggestions and debating strategies.
Mariela wrote them down.
After finishing the meal, Mariela called the waiter to settle the bill.
The waiter politely smiled and said,âHello, madam. This gentleman has paid the bill.â
Marielaâs hand paused on the card, and she looked up at Bryce, who was sitting across from her.âDidnât we agree that I would pay?â Bryce smirked, âIt isnât my style to let the lady pay.â
Mariela puffed her cheeks and said, âYou spent 30 thousand dollars on the wine and 3,200 dollars on the dishes before earning much money at Crestwood. Isnât this a lossâmaking deal?â
âJust like you, I never engage in unprofitable deals.â Bryce smiled. âWith your excellent network, I am not afraid of running out of cases. I am waiting for you to give me a big one.â
âOkay.â Mariela put the card back into her bag. âThen, Iâll accept the meal.â
Mariela put the card back and prepared to get up and leave.
Just then, a woman walked towards them. Her eyes were wide open and she wore an expression of disbelief.âBryce?â
The woman had come to the table. âItâs really you!â
Bryce was slightly startled, âAunt Elsa?â
The womanâs name was Elsa Tate. She had neat chestnut short hair and wore exquisite makeup. Despite being over forty, she took good care of herself and looked like she had just turned thirty.
âWho is this?â Elsa smiled at Mariela.
âThis is my business partner, Mariela, that I mentioned to you before,â Bryce answered and then introduced Mariela to Elsa, âMs.
Logan, this is my aunt.â