The Mad Rose Menu Mga Nobela at Kwento

After a few minutes of waiting, Rose places her order with the waiter, saying, "We will have pork belly with sauce, two bowls of veg salad with prawns, and egg noodles with beef and the white wine with the berry taste thank you." As the waiter takes down her order and says, "Your order will take twenty minutes to serve please wait" before bowing and leaving. "Wanna smoke, Liam?" Michel inquires of Liam, lighting one in front of Rose. Liam declines as the waiter brings the white wine, which had been chilling in the ice bucket, to their table and adds, "We have something to offer before your main meal, so kindly accept that," as they all nod to the server.

"Isn't it a normal thing to ask about how an old class mate is doing? You were the most popular then, so there is no reason why you should not have a husband or even a fiancee or maybe a boyfriend" Just as Ottiline wanted to reply, Someone knocked on the door twice and opened it. A waitress and a Waiter stepped inside pushing the cart full of exotic meals and drinks, the silently placed it on the table one after the other. "Wait, We didn't order for these" Rose raised her hands to stop them as she saw that they were the most expensive things on the menu. "No you did not." The waitress nodded agreeing with her. "Then why are you bringing them?"

' The Queen grit her teeth. 'I won't let you ruin my plans, Queen.' Fuschia gently stroked her belly. She wanted to meet her baby as soon as possible. “Pardon me, Your Highness. But the menu for this luncheon banquet has been fixed by the chef. So it's hard to add that tea to the menu,” Madame Bellrose replied. This time she must not make the slightest mistake in front of The Queen. That's what Fuschia got from Madame Bellrose's expression.

“Sir has a business dinner tonight. I need to keep Madam in her room so she won't, you understand, right. We’ll talk later.” She hurried away before Rose could respond. Rose stood there, confused. “The dinner is set for Madam herself…” “Mia, the dinner…” Rose try to tell Mia but heard her name being called. Roselia!” a maid called. “Your attention is needed.” Rose hesitated. ***** Back in the room… “Madam, wear this. It’s comfortable,” Mia said, guiding Fulvia’s hand to the fabric. Fulvia ran her fingers over it slowly, feeling the texture. “You always choose well, Mia. It feels soft.”

She jerked awake before dawn, gasping. Tomorrow was gala day. *** By six p.m. the mansion pulsed with silk gowns and whispered conspiracies. Crystal chandeliers turned champagne into molten gold. Inés floated among guests, tray balanced, smile welded in place. Alonso worked the room like a favorite son. Alejandro lingered at the edges, predator-still. Thiago? Absent so far. Halfway through the event, Alejandro’s gaze snagged hers across the ballroom. Steel met flint. He inclined his head toward a side corridor, summoning.

I can't afford anymore favours from them. I know Bade abbu will be angry but I will manage him. Shaking my head at my thoughts I sat down on my usual seat but saw something that caught my attention. A rose, a letter and a chocolate. Rose and chocolate is not anything new for me but it's the first time I got a letter. I won't read this letter now because I don't want it to affect my exam. I will read it after my exams. The exam hall is almost empty with very few students. I don't understand how come I get this every time I'm alone and not with any of my friends.

] Those three words were the only ones that appeared on Rose's phone. She smirked with an evil smile. 'It was time he completed his work. You worthless slut, you will suffer. You will see. I won't let you snatch my man and my position. Who do you think you are?' She was laughing inside while keeping a sad profile when the old Madam came back. "Rose, darling, let's go." The old madam looked at the pitiful and gentle girl still on the couch. However, that stupid expression was not enough to manipulate the old woman. She had seen many gentle-looking ladies in her life. How can she not know the one before her?

Rose mumbled Seven sighed and went back to the car,,he took a facemask "Are you angry?" Rose asked but he didn't reply,he used the mask. "Seven,,," "I'm not mad,I'm just sad" he muttered Rose bite her lips "Fine,,you can take it off. I don't mind,," "It's fine,,,even with the mask, real fans will recognize me. Let's go,,I told you I am hungry" Seven said and Rose nodded Seven paid for a private dining room The door opened after a while and the waitress brought the order

CHAPTER ONE VANESSA'S POV The strong smell of food wafted up to my nostrils persistently, though I was feeling hungry, I didn't just have the appetite to eat anything. "Bon appetite." the chef clad in thickly starched white uniform said cheerily to me. I beamed him a bright smile and nodded slightly, as a dismissive gesture. My gaze wandered to the different assortment of food laid out on the table, ranging from bacon, eggs...scrambled eggs, a very thick greasy looking omelet.

It was still in tack but the springs where broken and the once vibrant red was now dull. Silvery grey outlines the booths and made up the floor and walls. The ceiling was red with neon lights running around the wall. There where bar stools at the counter before the space in the wall you could see through to the cooks. “I’ll give you a moment with the menu.” Claire smiled as she walked over to gather a finished order for another customer. Rosalie couldn’t decide as she quickly looked over the menu. She knew she didn’t have much time as they still needed time to cook and with half hour before shift she couldn’t waist time.