After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 131

That man was blonde, different from the childish chef of Royal Galaxy Restaurant.

Franklin looked stern, jealousy surging in his chest crazily. He failed to repress it.

The bitterness upset him.

Instantly, Jasper felt the low pressure in the car, and his heart trembled.

'What happened to Mr. Maskelyne again? Miss Andrews is dining with a man. They don't look intimate.'

However, he knew Franklin was always short-tempered, so he dared not to utter any beep.

…

Royal Galaxy Restaurant.

While enjoying the food, Sylvia discussed the currently popular dances with William.

"I heard many people were into Shoot Dance nowadays," Sylvia remarked.

"Yes. I know a good dancer from your country can dance Shoot Dance very well, and I like him very

much." William echoed.

He performed it several times perfectly.

Suddenly, the lights were out in the restaurant.

Only the exit signs' dim lights were seen.

All the patrons were shocked. Shortly after, they started to complain. "What's going on?"

"Is the power out?"

"Circuit problems?"

"You ruined my evening."

The lobby manager hurriedly tried to calm the patrons down.

Some of them were angry. "I finally could have dinner here. How can the power is out?"

"What are you guys doing?"

"I reserved a table ten days ago."

"I reserved it eight days ago."

Sylvia frowned and said to William, "I need to deal with something. Please excuse me."

She stood up, pulled out her phone, and turned on the flashlight.

Then she walked to the lobby manager and reminded him, "Send the staff to buy the candles and let all

patrons here have candlelight dinner. Also, use the alternator in the kitchen to ensure all the patrons

can get their ordered dishes."

The lobby manager wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Yes, Miss Andrews. I'll get it done now."

Sylvia raised her voice and announced in the lobby, "Please calm down. We'll provide you with an

excellent dining experience. I'm a singer working for Royal Galaxy Restaurant. I'd love to sing a song

for you all. If you can also sing the song, please sing with me. All right?"

Suddenly, the patrons who were complaining heard a fantastic voice to sing.

They stopped arguing and were immersed in her singing.

The woman's voice was gorgeous, and she was singing an old song.

Her voice reminded them of a cool summer breeze, calming them down gradually.

Although her singing was different from the original singer, she assigned new feelings to the old song.

Sylvia was singing Take Me to Your Heart, which was familiar to all the patrons in the restaurant.

They never expected to see the performance there.

"I never heard there were singers working for Royal Galaxy."

"I love her voice. She sounds like an angel."

"Does the restaurant hire a professional singer?"

"She sings so beautifully."

All customers were listening to the singer.

Some of them wanted to see her face in the dark, so they raised their phone toward her. However, the

singer covered her face. All of them could see her curvy figure under the flashlight.

Although it was blurred, they could tell she was tall and slender.

They could imagine how gorgeous she looked.

William gaped while sitting at the table.

He was surprised by Sylvia again.

When he thought she was gifted in dancing, she showed him she could sing better.

He wondered if she was God's favorite.

After Take Me to Your Heart, Sylvia sang another song named Because I Love You.

All the patrons forgot to eat or complain, listening to her in silence.

Some took her videos, and some recorded the song on their phones.

Although the power of Royal Galaxy was out while they had dinner, they could hear such beautiful

songs, which was a rare experience.

It might happen once in a blue moon.

Some patrons uploaded the video onto Twitter.

When Sylvia finished singing the second song, the lobby manager trotted into the restaurant, followed

by several waiters and waitresses.

"Sorry for the inconvenience caused. We'll put candles on each table. Our maintenance man is also

dealing with the problem of the circuit. We also contacted the power supply bureau. Please enjoy the

candlelight dinner. All your food is on the house tonight," said the lobby manager.

Then he asked the waiters and waitresses to spread the candles.

For a moment, the restaurant was lit up by candles, which brought the patrons a romantic feeling.

Sylvia took the chance to sneak back to her table.

The alternator worked in the kitchen so the chef and cooks could make the dishes as planned.

The noise would impact the patrons if an alternator was used in the dining lobby.

That was why Sylvia let the lobby manager buy candles.

"Bravo, Miss Andrews!" William gave her a thumb up

"Thank you." Sylvia looked calm.

"You are hiding too well. You are much better than the professional singers," William remarked

excitedly. "I know some directors from the record companies. Would you like to have CD albums?"

"I'm not interested, William," Sylvia refused politely. With her eyes down, she added, "Please keep the

secret for me, OK?" Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

"I know, Sylvia. You always want to be low-key." William stared at her in admiration.

"I'm glad you know it."