Chapter 105
Elizabeth glared at Esme, wondering what she was up to.
Esme stared back, plotting her revenge.
Elizabeth had made her buy so many drinks at the bar, and she hadn't forgotten.
"Ms. Russell, what do you want to eat? It's on me," Elizabeth said seriously.
People around them sensed the tension.
Esme called the waiter over. "What's the most expensive thing here?"
"We have five premium lobsters, each at thirty thousand dollars," the waiter replied.
Everyone gasped. 'Thirty thousand each?'
"We'll take them all." Esme smiled.
The waiter hesitated, "All of them?"
Esme sipped her water and asked, "What's wrong, Ms. Percy? Can't handle the cost?"
The Percy family had made a big impression at the hospital today, making the cardiothoracic department the place to be.
However, if Elizabeth was reluctant to pay the bill during a dinner with colleagues, she would have become a laughingstock.
Everyone looked at Elizabeth, not daring to speak. It was clear Esme had a grudge.
"Sure," Elizabeth said, smiling.
She nodded at the waiter. "Prepare them in different ways so everyone can try."
"Got it, Ms. Percy," the waiter nodded.
Everyone admired her.
Esme's face turned cold. She gripped her glass, fuming.
Suddenly, Esme's phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID, she smiled and answered softly, "Alexander."
Hearing her words, Elizabeth paused mid-drink, then silently continued.
"I'm at the restaurant across from the hospital, private room 3022, having a department dinner."
"Okay. I'll wait for you."
Esme hung up.
The waiter started serving beautifully plated seafood dishes.
Elizabeth pointed outside. "I'm going to the restroom."
Everyone acknowledged her.
Elizabeth walked out and sighed.
Being with Esme was always oppressive.
She walked to the bar and tapped the counter.
"Hello, I'd like to settle the bill for private room 3022."
Elizabeth was surprised because she hadn't said that!
She turned and saw Alexander's expressionless face.
He glanced down and saw Elizabeth.
What was she doing here?
The bar staff said, "Sir, the total for private room 3022 is 180,000 dollars."
Alexander squinted. '180,000 dollars? In this mid-range restaurant?'
Elizabeth pursed her lips and brushed away Alexander's credit card. "I'll pay."
"Are you in the same department as Esme?" Alexander was surprised.
"Yes, I even sit across from her," Elizabeth said calmly, handing over her credit card.
Before the waiter could take it, Alexander's hand reached out and took her card.
"I'll handle it." Alexander's voice softened.
Elizabeth didn't understand what's Alexander's intention.
"It's my first day at work, and I'm treating the department to dinner. You don't need to pay," Elizabeth explained.
"Don't overthink it; it's not for you," he insisted, handing over his card. "Esme's mad at me because of what you said earlier. I'm making it up to her."
