Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian) novel Chapter 183

Elijah's expression was grim. He glared at Sebastian.

Sebastian had ruined his last birthday celebration. This time, Jordan had organized another celebration for Elijah, but Sebastian ruined it again. That angered Elijah greatly.

"Let's go!"

Elijah got up to leave, but Sebastian said, "Since you're already here, why don't you leave after enjoying your meal?"

"What's there to enjoy? Mr. Hunter's left; who's paying?" Elijah snarled.

"Exactly! This is Misty Oak Hotel's Emperor Room. The booking fee itself costs five million dollars, and the meal would add up to ten million dollars! Are you going to pay?" Belinda sneered.

Smiling, Zia said, "Mr. Wilder is a VIP here. He can dine here free of charge."

"Let's enjoy a meal before leaving then."

Upon hearing that it was free, Elijah hurriedly sat down. He had never dined in Misty Oak Hotel, let alone the Emperor Room. Dining here would be something he could boast about in the future.

Belinda asked for the menu. She was shocked at the prices; there was nothing below 180,000 dollars, and the most expensive dish—red sage soup—was priced at 18 million dollars.

All this while, Belinda had felt like nobility. But now, she finally realized this was what the upper class lived like.

A single dish could cost tens of millions of dollars—even all the meals Belinda had in her lifetime could not add up to that.

Since it would be free, Belinda didn't hesitate to order all the most expensive dishes. After that, Elijah, Lyra, and the others also ordered several dishes. The bill was estimated to come out above 50 million dollars.

After Zia left, Elijah excitedly asked, "Sebastian, how do you know Ms. Quirrel? How are you related?"

Everyone looked at Sebastian curiously, including Lillian.

"I used to treat her father," Sebastian said.

Sebastian wasn't lying, though. Not long ago, he had indeed cured Joseph's old injury.

"I thought you were close. You just treated her father… Is that all?" Belinda sneered.

Furthermore, he couldn't bear to spend 200 million dollars.

"Dad, Lyra is your granddaughter. You can't just give up on her," Belinda said concernedly.

"I didn't say that I was giving up on her. But this is 200 million dollars; with our current state, where are we going to find that money? I think we should contact Mr. Hunter. He poured the wine, so he should pay for it," Elijah said.

"But we can't reach him," Belinda said anxiously.

She turned to Sebastian, who was enjoying tea, and she said, "It's all your fault. If you hadn't brought that bottle of wine, this wouldn't have happened."

"That's right. You caused this, so you should pay for it!" Lucas said icily.

Baffled, Sebastian said, "You're so good at shifting the blame. The Emperor Cognac cost 200 million dollars, and I was kind enough to offer it to all of you.

"But not only did you not appreciate it, you even insulted me. Jordan Hunter poured it away, so it's his fault. How can you blame it on me?"

Lillian nodded in agreement. "Sebastian is right. It's not his fault."