The Heartbreak Prescription novel Chapter 410

Chapter 410

Wendy, Halsey, and Cecelia raised their glasses.

At that moment, the door to the restaurant swung open, and a group of people entered. Leading the pack was a tall, handsome figure–Stanley.

Stanley had come to the restaurant, but not for a casual meal. He was here for business, accompanied by several senior executives.

The restaurant manager greeted him warmly. “Mr. Hawk, the private room is ready. Please follow me.”

Stanley followed the manager toward the private room, but as he did, his eyes scanned the crowd and immediately locked onto Wendy, who looked as graceful as ever.

Wendy, along with Cecelia and Halsey, had come out to eat. They were deep in conversation, laughing and toasting, clearly in high spirits.

The executives behind Stanley noticed where he was looking. “Mr. Hawk, do you know those three ladies? They look so young, like schoolgirls.”

The executives were intrigued by Stanley’s attention to the women, since he was rumored not to be interested in

them.

His face remained neutral. He didn’t answer, simply saying, “Let’s go in.”

The restaurant manager smiled. “There are beautiful women waiting for you inside, Mr. Hawk. You and your guests can enjoy the dinner while watching them dance.”

At high–end restaurants these days, dancers would perform to entertain wealthy executives, offering them a taste of indulgence.

Wendy, unaware that Stanley had arrived, stood up. “I’m going to the bathroom.”

Immediately, Cecelia and Halsey stood too. “We’ll go with you.”

“It’s fine. The bathroom is just over there.”

“No way! You’re pregnant now. As your baby’s godmothers, we need to look after you,” Cecelia insisted.

Unable to refuse, Wendy let them accompany her to the restroom.

As they walked past a luxurious private room, Cecelia suddenly stopped. “Wendy, look! Isn’t that your baby daddy?

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Baby daddy?

Wendy was momentarily confused and glanced over. Her eyes widened when she saw Stanley.

So, “baby daddy” referred to Stanley.

Wendy frowned, thinking the nickname didn’t suit him.

She watched Stanley, who was sitting at the head of the table, having dinner with several executives. Three women in front of a huge floor–to–ceiling window were dancing.

The dancers were wearing silk dresses, their bodies adorned with ornaments that tinkled as they moved. Their flowing skirts twirled as they danced, and they looked as ethereal as angels.

Cecelia smirked. “Looks like your baby daddy knows how to enjoy himself.”

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