Chapter 450 Olga gently patted Yolanda on the shoulder and said, “When | say my daughter, | mean Yoli. I'll formally introduce her to everyone later.” Olivia's daughter, Jean Farley, was attracted by the dress Yolanda was wearing and couldn't help but ask, “Is your dress the latest LV?” ! Yolanda nodded graciously, smiling at her, “And yours is Dior, right?” Jean laughed, “You look very low-key, wearing designer clothing without any logos. I'm Jean, nice to meet you.” “I'm Yolanda, thank you for coming to my party.” Jean was surprised, “This party is for you?” Where was Arabella? Actually, Jean was looking forward to seeing Arabella because she really liked Arabella’s personality.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Let's go in first.” Attlee happily invited his friends in.
He had reserved eleven large tables in the lobby for tonight, a total of eighty—eight seats that could accommodate eighty—eight friends and relatives. He planned to publicly announce Yoli’s identity in front of everyone.
Since the Dawn Restaurant was not accepting other guests today, the lobby was only occupied by their family. If others didn’t know better, they might think they had booked the entire floor.
As soon as Olga and Yolanda walked into the lobby, many friends and relatives who had arrived early stood up to greet them.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Olga, long tno see, you guys have been doing better and better over the years.” “You guys are so extravagant, booking the whole floor in one go.” “Where's Grace?, | haven't seen her in a long tand | miss her.” “Where's Arabella? | didn't see her.” “Where are the people from the Panter family? | heard they're coming.” Olga knew that most of these people cfor the Panter, family. After all, in the past, the Panter family’s wealth was more than twice that of the Murphy family. Not only other people, but the Murphy family also wanted to establish a relationship with the Panter family.
“Waiter, bring sdrinks for the guests first.” Olga waved to the waiter nearby.
But the waiter stood there without moving, as if he hadn't heard Olga’s words.
Olga felt a little awkward, then raised her voice and said in a friendly tone, “Waiter, could you please bring sdrinks for the guests? They might be thirsty.” “Sorry, madam, | am the lobby manager and | need to welcsimportant guests. Please wait a moment, | will send you sextra bottles of wine as an apology.” After hearing this, Olga’s face turned even more unpleasant. She needed the manager to send drinks? Just as she was about to lose her temper, Yolanda gently said, “Then we'll have to trouble you, manager.” The manager did not respond to her, but bent down and spoke into the walkie—talkie, “Is everything ready? The guests are about to arrive, hurry up and line up.” Yolanda, who was ignored, felt very uncomfortable, but because there were many people present, she could only hold.back..
The guests chatted with Attlee and Olga for a while, but seeing that the food was not being served and there were no drinks or snacks on the eleven large tables, they started to feel puzzled.
One of the older ladies couldn’t help but ask, “Olga, when will the food be served? My grandson is hungry, he’s crying and wants to eat.” They had been here for ages, already a good forty minutes.