Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 727

Vivian smiled and stood up gracefully. "I just arrived a moment ago."

"Have you ordered yet?" Holden handed her the menu.

Vivian didn't take it and joked, "You still don't understand me. In places like this, I never order."

Holden chuckled. "Fine, I'll order then."

The door to the private room opened, and the restaurant manager personally brought in their dinner.

"Distinguished guests, your meal is ready."

The manager, wearing white gloves, arranged the dishes neatly on the table.

His expression was neither servile nor arrogant, and his posture and manners were perfectly gentlemanly.

He lifted one cover and explained warmly: "This is premium black Iberian ham, a national treasure of Indonesia. The black pigs are raised by farmers who feed them natural acorns from birth. This gives the meat a subtle nutty flavor—sweet on the palate with a lingering finish."

He lifted another cover.

"This is the Philippine Angus steak you ordered. The beef comes from the local ranch, where mature Angus cattle are fed with pure grain during the final feeding period. This results in exceptionally tender meat with a unique dairy aroma. It offers both the tenderness of filet mignon and the chewiness of sirloin. I hope you both enjoy it. Have a pleasant meal."

After introducing the main dishes, the remaining items were briefly described by the waitstaff. The manager bowed politely and left.

Vivian barely ate anything. She generally didn't eat much, and her preoccupation with the wine situation didn't help her appetite.

Holden had been observing her every move from the corner of his eye.

He picked up a napkin, wiped his mouth, and said casually, "You mentioned needing my help with something. Let's hear it."

Holden had to wave his hand in front of her before she snapped back to reality and asked, "Are you sure? Just a chance to pursue me? I won't fall for you just because you helped me."

Holden shrugged. "Of course. If you agreed to be my girlfriend so easily, I'd wonder if you were really Vivian."

And so the matter was settled.

Holden proved reliable. The very next day, he contacted his foreign friends and had three contracts sent over as quickly as possible.

The resort's wine supply chain returned to normal operation.

True to his word, Holden didn't cling to Vivian. Instead, he occasionally sent caring messages, like a knight silently guarding his princess from afar.

Mr. Wilson knew everything that happened in the company.