Lock You In My Heart By B. MADRON Chapter 315
Lock You In My Heart
Chapter 315 The Secret Big Boss Gabrielle stepped out of the car and looked at the gate of No. 1 Champs Elysees. She knew the luxurious facilities of the hotel.
Sheâd been there earlier. It was a year ago. An international jewelry design exhibition had been organized there. That time, Gabrielle and Sloane had come together. Gabrielle remembered how Sloane had said that in the future if she could have a birthday party in the hotel, she would die without a regret.
Gabrielle had never thought that this time sheâd come to such a renowned hotel for dinner.
The thought of Sloane pained Gabrielle. Sloane hadnât woken up yet, and that made her feel sad.
Gabrielle decided when Sloane woke up she would be holding a party in celebration. And it would be No. 1 Champs Elysees where she would celebrate her rebirth. Surely she would book the most luxurious room for her.
All that would happen, only when Sloane would wake up. 1 Once she entered the hotel, Gabrielle went to look for Michelle. The room number had already been sent by her.
They had booked a presidential suite. Gabrielle would have to reach there by elevator Being a popular star, Michelle was adept at choosing the best restaurants. She always knew the best places in whichever city she visited.
It was a cumbersome process to get the best rooms. But Michelle seemed loving the luxurious life she had. It was no issue for her to book a presidential suite for only a meal. It was a fact that she was a celebrity and needed privacy. However, there really was no reason to book a presidential suite.
Gabrielle was amused by Michelleâs preferences. She stepped out of the elevator and walked towards the door of the suite. She took a deep breath to calm herself and rang the doorbell.
The door was opened sooner than she had expected. Standing at the door with a beautiful and bright smile on her face was Michelle. âHey Gabrielle! Youâre here. Come on in.â
Holding Gabrielleâs hand, Michelle dragged her into the room. âWell Gabrielle, look at this presidential suite. Itâs so luxurious.â
Gabrielle looked around the whole suite along with Michelle.
She couldnât help admiring the luxurious interior.
After the walk around the suite, Michelle pulled Gabrielle back to the big sofa in the living room. They sat down comfortably.
From her side, Gabrielle could have the scenic view of Antawood outside the glass wall. She could see half of the city at a glance. The lights were on and neon lights were flashing. It looked so beautiful.
âGabrielle, isnât it so beautiful here?â Michelle looked at Gabrielle with a broad smile. She looked very happy.
âIt is really beautiful. But, itâs just a dinner. Is it necessary for us to have it in this presidential suite? Are you going to stay here tonight?â Gabrielle looked at her curiously âWell, I donât need to stay in a presidential suite. I have a house in Antawood. Thereâs actually no reason for me to stay in a hotel.â The corners of Michelleâs mouth slightly curved and formed a smile It was a fact that she didnât want to stay in such a place even for a night.
Gabrielle was taken aback by her words. She looked at Michelle with questioning eyes. âIn that case, if itâs not booked by you, then what are we doing here?â
âSomeone else has invited us for dinner here!â Michelle said. There was a mysterious smile on her face. 1 âWhat? Who will invite us to dinner here?â When she got to know that someone else had booked it for them, Gabrielle found it extremely strange. She started to feel a little uneasy. 4 âHey Gabrielle! Câmon now, donât be afraid. Youâll know soon.â Michelle didnât intend to inform Gabrielle about the one who would pay the bill.
Since Michelle didnât seem to be ready to say anything, Gabrielle didnât ask much. There was hardly anything for Michelle to be afraid of. Then there was nothing for her to be afraid of.
Even in terms of social status, Michelle was much more powerful than her.
Gabrielle thought that the person who had invited them to dinner must be very important to Michelle. 3 Gabrielle didnât say anything more. She just sat there and kept waiting for dinner. Then she took out her phone and saw the message from Lolita.
âGabrielle, Mr. Foster ordered milk tea and cake for me. Iâm eating them now, and heâs drinking coffee next to me. He even invited me to a big meal after work. Donât you think Iâm lucky this month?â
When Gabrielle saw this, she couldnât help but think about it. What Jason did was not simply because Lolita had stayed back after her shift and completed the work.