Chapter 924 - Terror At The Tower (1/2)

”I'm sorry, Miss. Is your friend not coming?” asked the waiter who saw Vega spacing out while watching the door.

The girl raised her face and shook her head with pursed lips. ”He has important business so he can't come ...”

”Oh, I see.” The waiter seemed very sympathetic. The young girl in front of him was very beautiful and looked amiable. How could her date just abandon her like that? he thought in astonishment. ”Do you want us to call a taxi for you?”

Vega shook her head wistfully and took out her cellphone. ”No need. I'll ask my brother to pick me up.”

”Oh .. well, then. Don't hesitate to let me know if you need help, okay?” said the waiter again respectfully. ”Oh, by the way... do you still want to order more food?”

Earlier, Vega had just ordered an appetizer and two glasses of wine. She had no appetite at all. The girl shook her head.

”No. Thank you. I'll just pay. Can I get the bill?”

The waiter nodded respectfully. ”Of course.”

He arrived shortly after with Vega's food bill. The girl was busy texting Altair to come to pick her up at the restaurant. She really felt sad and did not want to go home alone.

When the bill came, Vega only glanced over. She added a 100 euro tip to the total bill and placed the card on the bill tray. The waiter's face looked very surprised when he saw the amount of tip given by the girl and the card she used to pay.

The black titanium card with a minimalist design was legendary among upper-class restaurants because they rarely saw it. Only super-rich people had such cards, maybe not even 100 people in the world held these cards.

Ah ... she must come from one of the wealthiest and most influential families in the world, thought the waiter, staring at Vega in awe. Which family were you from?

He did not recognize the Medici surname that the girl used to reserve a table this afternoon. He didn't know any influential family in this modern times bearing the surname Medici. Unfortunately, the card used by this girl was very private, and he couldn't possibly find out more info about the owner.

Ahh ... too bad. Such a perfect girl from a very wealthy and respected family, had to experience an unpleasant dinner date, thought the waiter, staring at Vega from a distance.

After the girl's card had been swiped and he received a receipt from the cashier, the waiter came back to Vega and handed the card back respectfully.

”Have you contacted your brother, Miss?” he asked attentively.

”Yes. He will definitely be here soon,” Vega said.

”Ah ... thank God. If there's something you need, please call me, okay...”

”Thank you.” Vega nodded gratefully. The waiter's friendly attitude managed to make her feel better.

She decided to contact Mischa again while waiting for Altair to pick her up.

[Are you all right? Please let me know if you're okay. I'm very worried.]