Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty novel Chapter 440

Joe had totally lost his appetite after the scene caused by Alice and the others. They could have simply chosen another restaurant to celebrate, but Harold's family just had to try throwing their weight around only to end up humiliated. It was karma at its finest.

After Joe's family left, Paul and his group skulked away under the watchful eyes of Liam and the security team. The incident had left a deep impression on all of them.

How could Yolanda have such good luck? How could a piece of trash like her be having lunch with Vic? But their complaints and dissatisfaction were pointless as nobody would care. It only highlighted their own inadequacies.

Paul still had to explain to Vivian and other relatives why lunch was canceled. To save face, he would have to think of some plausible lies to cover up how their family had been humiliated. The whole ordeal left him exhausted.

Meanwhile, Yolanda and Vic took the elevator to the third floor. As they stepped out, Yolanda noticed a man in chef's attire with a toque standing in the hallway. He was carrying a serving tray and walking calmly toward them.

Yolanda paused, then quickly pushed Vic back into the elevator before the doors closed. At that moment, the man in chef's clothing pulled a handgun from his tray and aimed it at the elevator.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" The gunshots made the security guards in the hallway dive for cover as bullets struck the elevator doors with dull thuds.

"Ms. Henderson is still out there!" Vic tried to open the elevator doors but was held back by his bodyguards.

"Mr. Seinfield, it's too dangerous! You can't open the doors now. Besides, there are plenty of security guards out there to protect Ms. Henderson!"

"Lock him in the storage room under heavy guard. I'll interrogate him personally," Vic ordered, and the guards dragged the struggling assassin away.

"Mr. Seinfield, Ms. Henderson took down the assassin herself." One bodyguard was still shaken. If anything had happened to Vic, they would all have been held responsible.

"Ms. Henderson, I had no idea you were such a skilled fighter aside from being a talented doctor!" Vic exclaimed. "But how did you find out something was off about him?"

"Chefs have a strict hierarchy. "The toque he was wearing is only worn by executive chefs. And an executive chef would never personally deliver food to guests."