Chapter 284: The Midday Sun Streamed Through the Glass Windows

The midday sun streamed through the glass windows, casting warm light across the restaurant. Rose Jackson and Nolan Brooks bustled about, attending to new customers with barely concealed delight. Though only three tables were occupied, each had spent thirty to fifty dollars—already over a hundred in revenue by noon. If business doubled by evening, today's earnings would be secure.

"Sis, look over there!" Elena suddenly tugged at her sister's sleeve.

A group of hospital administrators filed in, led by none other than Dean Carter. Behind him trailed department heads, including Dr. Ryan Lee, who rarely interacted with Elena. Her pulse quickened as she hurried to greet them.

"Dean Carter, what brings you here in person?" Elena beamed, her eyes crinkling with warmth.

Dean Carter feigned offense. "What, is my old face not welcome here?" He glanced around. "I heard your sister opened a hotpot place, so I brought everyone to show support."

Nolan immediately stepped forward to assist while Elena handed over the menu. Dean Carter waved it off. "No need—just bring us your specialties!" He turned to the group. "Today, eat to your heart's content. Anyone who holds back will answer to me!"

Elena's chest swelled with gratitude. This was Dean Carter publicly endorsing her. Everyone in the hospital knew: those he personally took out to dine were the ones he valued most.

When the split hotpot arrived, the group marveled. Dean Carter dipped a slice of lamb into the spicy broth, his eyes lighting up. "This flavor is incredible!" The others echoed his praise.

After the meal, Elena went to settle the bill, only to learn Dean Carter had already paid. Her eyes stung slightly—she wouldn't forget this kindness.

By evening, Elena left work early and hurried to the restaurant. The rich aroma of hotpot greeted her from a distance, and every table was full. To her surprise, the lunchtime customers had even brought friends.

"Elena," her sister whispered conspiratorially, "Mr. Kingsley is upstairs. He asked about you."

Her heart skipped. Smoothing her collar, she ascended to find Jared Kingsley chatting animatedly with two young men. He stood the moment he saw her.

"Dr. Ward, we meet again." His lips curved, eyes glinting like starlight.

Elena steadied herself. "Mr. Kingsley gracing us with your presence truly honors our humble establishment."

He chuckled. "The honor is mine. This authentic hotpot is a privilege to experience." His gaze burned. "Might I have the pleasure of your company for dinner?"

Her ears flushed. This man—he was trouble.