Chapter sixteen

Ting!

The elevator brought them at the last floor of the Hotel and they were in the Restaurant. Every people there were wearing luxurious brandy clothes and they looked in their way as they stepped out in the elevator. The place was quite huge and there is a classic music playing that describes how elegant the people are there.

"You didn't even bother to tell us to change. We are like your slaves," Irish whispered because Basil is the only one who's wearing formal attire.

"We came here to eat not to socialize with them," Basil said while they are walking towards at the empty table. He released Irish and pulls the chair for her to sit.

"When did you start become a gentleman?" she chuckled and entered to the table and she was about to sit when Basil suddenly pushed the chair to her. She unconsciously bended her knees and now she was sitting. "What the hell?" she glared at Basil.

"You always love to talk nonsense." He sat beside her while the two was in front of them.

"What nonsense are