Chapter 7 Block Booking

"Will you shut up?"

Carolyn snarled. She tried her best not to remember what happened that night, but Benson was provoking her by mentioning it again.

Benson was amused by her reaction.

Carolyn was disappointed that Carlos wasn't coming along. She intended to build a good relationship with him.

"What is your preferred restaurant? I'll book it," Benson said, his gaze fixed on Carolyn.

"I'll pay. You can choose the restaurant," Carolyn said, and she carefully put the contract away.

She suddenly slipped and swayed, as if about to fall.

A marble ornament was in front of her, so she subconsciously covered her face with her hand as she was falling.

But Benson was quick to react. He instantly grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.

Her face was pressed against his chest. As she listened to Benson's rhythmic heartbeat and felt the warmth from his body, Carolyn blushed.

Benson smelt the faint scent of tea on her body, and it pleased him. Her body was so soft that he felt comfortable having her in his arms. The intimacy they shared that night popped up in his head, fascinating him.

Benson lowered his head and was about to kiss Carolyn.

"Thank you!" Carolyn muttered, regaining her composure, as she broke free from his embrace.

Benson gave her a smile and said, "Be careful when you walk."

"Oh, I see. Thanks for the reminder." Emotions she wanted to restrain overcame her. She quickened her pace.

"You can reserve a restaurant now. Let me hail a taxi," Carolyn said.

"You don't need to. Let's take my car," Benson told her.

Carolyn nodded slightly. She was walking behind Benson and kept a reasonable distance between them on purpose.

"Wait here for me. I'll pick the car from the garage."

"Okay."

Carolyn waited for him in front of the office building. She thought he would be driving a BMW or an Audi.

When a limited-edition Pagani stopped beside her, she became dumbfounded. This was her first time to see such a luxurious car.

'Universe Company must be very rich. Otherwise, how could he afford to drive an expensive car like this?'

"Get in, please," Benson said to her as he rolled down the car window.

Carolyn entered the car. This was her first time taking a ride in such an expensive car, so she was careful not to make a bump on it or cause any damage.

A moment later, they were at Orchid Restaurant.

"We've arrived. Let's get out," Benson said as he pulled over.

Carolyn took her time to admire the luxurious building in front of her. She heard this restaurant before.

'The food here must be costly!

I told you to choose a random restaurant, and you chose the most expensive?

I just want to have a meal at an ordinary restaurant.' "I don't think the food here will be any good. How about we try another restaurant?" Carolyn said as she found an excuse.

She was not a miser, but the truth was that she didn't have enough money in her pocket. She was afraid she wouldn't be able to afford it.

"This is the best restaurant in D City. I assure you of that. The dishes are top-notch, both in quality and taste," Benson replied to her with so much confidence.

Carolyn was speechless. 'Some people just can't take a hint!'

Just then, a waiter came over and parked the car in the garage on Benson's behalf.

"Let's go inside," Benson suggested.

"Okay..." Carolyn plucked up courage and followed him.

She saw that there were no guests inside the restaurant when she entered it. There were only waiters and waitresses.

'There aren't even any guests. The dishes must be too expensive for anyone to come here.

The restaurant is so luxurious that it must cost a lot in rent.

Restaurants make profits when guests patronize them. Since few guests are coming here, they may ripping us off, '

Carolyn thought as she admired the decoration inside the restaurant.

Benson walked to the table with the best location. He drew out a chair underneath the table, and with a sincere look, he said to Carolyn, "Please, take a seat."

Carolyn smiled and obeyed him. She had already mentally counted who among her friends she would have to borrow money from.

Benson drew out the chair beside Carolyn and joined her.

"Sir and madam, how may I help you?" A waitress handed a menu to Benson. She was careful to show her complete respect.

Benson glanced over the menu, and then he looked at Carolyn. "What would you like to eat?"

'Oh my God!

Unbelievable! The stew costs 30, 000 dollars! So expensive!

And this one costs 10, 000? How could it cost that much?

And this one! 40, 000!

Just for a pot of seafood? 90, 000 for a piece of cake?'

Carolyn was shocked at the prices. These dishes were too expensive.

"How do you like the dishes? Are you ready with your order?" Benson asked her.

Carolyn felt out of place in these surroundings. She smiled at the waitress and said awkwardly, "Do you have stir-fried rice noodles? Two plates, please. Thank you!"

Benson hadn't seen the like of this.

"Ma'am, we don't have stir-fried rice noodles on our menu, but we will try out best to meet your demands. So please kindly wait," the waitress said respectfully.

"Okay. I'll appreciate it." Carolyn felt humiliated, but Benson had left her with no choice. The dishes here were too expensive to afford.

"Let me have the menu," Benson said.

"I'm not very hungry. If you are, I'll let you have the two plates of stir-fried rice noodles." Carolyn held tightly to the menu and refused to give it to him.

"Sir, I am with another menu. Please, take your time." The waitress gave another menu to Benson.

"Serve me all your specialties," Benson said in an authoritative voice.

"Ahem!" Carolyn had just sipped some water, and it made her choke when Benson spoke.

"What's the matter?" Benson patted Carolyn's back. It would make her comfortable.

"Ahem! No! Come back here. Ahem! Ahem!" As the waitress took the menu and left, Carolyn coughed a lot, and she couldn't speak clearly.

A few minutes later, the waitress was back with a long list. "Sir and madam, please can you check it?"

Carolyn immediately grabbed the list and smiled at her. She knew she was awkward, but she couldn't help it. "Sorry, may I cancel the order?"

Hearing this, the waitress became scared. "Madam, is it because my service is not good enough? Please, what did I do wrong? Point it out to me, and I will correct it immediately."

"No, no! You gave excellent service," Carolyn explained. She felt sorry for the waitress.

"If you cancel the order, the restaurant will fire her. There is no problem with the list. I have checked it," Benson said.

"Forget it." It was not easy for a young girl to find a job. Carolyn knew this and her heart softened. 'Forget it. I'll have to borrow money from my best friend later.'

"Thank you. Your dishes will be ready right now. You won't be kept waiting," the waitress said. She left with a smile on her face.

Carolyn took a deep breath as she held the list in her hand. She looked at the contents for the first time and was stunned.

The total amount was 680, 000 dollars!

'It's just a meal. Or is it gold?

680, 000 dollars for a meal?'

Carolyn had a pained expression on her face as she glared at Benson. "I know I did wrong for calling you a male prostitute that day. But you can't take revenge on me like this. This meal is more expensive than all the meals I've eaten in the past twenty years."