Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 276

Meanwhile, at the Bluebell Bistro in the Modern Tower, Zoe and Yuna sat inside.

It was rare for the mother and daughter pair to go out for breakfast so early.

Were it not for the death of old Laverne, which required them as relatives to guard the worn-out coffin, they would never wake up this early.

"That old hag! Can't even let us live in peace after she's dead! If it weren't for Freddie's sake, who cares about whether she is alive!”

Yuna's eyes were heavy with sleep, but her bitter words showed no sign of softening due to her tiredness.

She cut her steak with an angry fervor, as if she wished she could thrash Laverne's corpse, the clinking of her knife and fork resonating loudly.

"She's dead, and we're finally off the hook. Laverne deserved it!”

Every time Zoe thought about this, she was overjoyed. The secrets they harbored would never be exposed again. And those days of living on the edge were finally over.

But the more Yuna thought about it, the more scared she became.

These past few days, she had been having nightmares about Laverne. In her dreams, Laverne with bloody hands would come after her for revenge, making her nerves increasingly fragile.

As soon as she thought about this, she couldn't help but shudder all over.

Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer, dropped her knife and fork, and said to Zoe, "Mom! I heard from Hammond that Freddie went to the hospital to investigate Laverne's death a few days ago. Will he trace it back to me? I'm scared, I'm really scared…"

Zoe looked at her daughter with disdain, and a touch of disappointment.

Just like her father Ablett, Yuna was a coward!

"What are you scared of? Laverne ate the mango herself, what does that have to do with you?”

Zoe's tone was harsh, scaring Yuna into a shudder.

After finishing the last piece of steak, Zoe wiped her hands and went to the front desk to pay. However, the front desk received a phone call and put it on speaker, leaving Zoe to wait.

"So, you're saying you want to rent out our restaurant for a few days to set up the venue, is that correct? Well, our restaurant charges a hundred thousand a day. You want to rent for four days, that's four hundred thousand. Is that price acceptable to you?”

"Sure!”

"Okay, sir. Our manager is on his way. I'll report everything to him. Sir, could you please leave your name and phone number."

The man on the phone rattled off a string of numbers, then added, "Chuck, your manager knows me."

"Alright, sir. May I ask what the purpose of the reservation is, and whether it needs to be expedited?"

"It has to be expedited!" blurted the man on the other end of the line, then lowered his voice, "It's for a surprise event, a love confession!"