Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 370

Sarah noticed the sadness in her eyes and suddenly grabbed Scarlett's hand. "Let's try something," she said seriously.

"Try what?"

Her voice was soft and convincing. "Let's see if he likes you."

"What?"

Sarah took out her phone and played the recording for her. "When he was drunk, he kept saying your name. Zachary sent this to me. Why not give it a chance? If you feel even a little something for him."

A faint blush appeared on Scarlett's face. "Alright, let's try."

That evening, Sarah called Steven. "Steven, I'd like to bring some friends to St. Ritz for dinner tonight. Are you available?"

After all, this show couldn't go on without its main character.

At seven-thirty, Sarah arrived at St. Ritz with Scarlett. Steven froze when he saw Scarlett - he hadn't expected her to be one of Sarah's friends.

Just as he placed the menus on Sarah's table, he saw Scarlett waving excitedly toward the entrance.

"Over here!" Sarah smiled knowingly and explained, "This is Scarlett's boyfriend."

His hand trembled on the menu, his smile instantly vanishing as he stared blankly at the approaching man. He noticed Scarlett putting her hand on the man's arm - they looked like an intimate couple.

"Boyfriend? She's dating someone?"

He felt a pinch in his heart, overwhelmed by a feeling he'd never experienced before. He didn't even feel like cooking.

Sarah spoke casually, "Yes, her boyfriend. Handsome, isn't he? Please serve us your best dishes. I've been telling them about our top chef, so don't disappoint us."

The man took a sip of Steven's soup and nearly spit it out.

The soup was incredibly salty - like drinking pure salt water.

"What's wrong?" Scarlett asked.

The man shook his head. "Nothing."

Steven returned with more dishes and glared disapprovingly at the man's still-full bowl. "You need to finish that soup. I made it specially for you."

The man shot a panicked look at Sarah before quickly nodding.

Neither Sarah nor Scarlett noticed his distress - he was just a hired actor, after all. Having been paid to play his part, he lifted the bowl with grim determination, ready to drink it all.