Chapter 97

Vivian gently pressed Emily's wrist, signaling her not to mention medical skills.

The Valrose family knew nothing about her true background.

She shot Natalie an icy glare, radiating an intimidating aura.

"Natalie, is there anything in your head besides men?"

"Last warning. I'm only here to eat. As for your man, I wouldn't touch him even if you paid me."

Natalie burst into exaggerated laughter, drawing stares from nearby diners.

"What did you say? Ban me from dining here? Who do you think you are? The owner?"

A faint smile played on Vivian's lips.

"Correct guess."

Natalie froze momentarily before scoffing.

"Waiter! Someone's causing trouble here. Get her out!"

The waiter stood frozen in place.

"Who said I don't have a reservation?" Vivian leisurely pulled out her phone. "Care to make a bet?"

"What kind?" Natalie hissed through clenched teeth.

"If I have a private dining room here, you'll kneel and kowtow to me."

Natalie trembled with rage.

"Have you lost your mind?"

"Chickening out?"

Natalie's eyes darted. This restaurant was notoriously hard to book. How could Vivian possibly have a private room?

"And if you lose?"

"Name your terms."

Emily stomped her foot anxiously.

"Vivian! Let's just eat somewhere else!"

Seeing this, Natalie grew more confident.

"Fine! If you lose, not only will you kowtow to me, but you'll disappear forever from Oliver's and my sight!"

Oliver's face darkened.

"Enough!"

"Oliver!" Natalie's eyes welled up with crocodile tears. "She's the one bullying me!"

Emily looked ready to cry.

"This isn't fair!"

Vivian calmly dialed a number.

"Prepare the penthouse private room."