MILLIONAIRE FREEZES UPON SEEING A WAITRESS IDENTICAL TO HER WHEN SHE WAS YOUNG AT A RESTAURANT...
The soft hum of conversation and the gentle clinking of silverware filled the opulent dining room of Bellisario, one of New York City’s most exclusive restaurants. The crystal chandeliers bathed the room in a warm, golden glow, reflecting off the polished marble floors and the sleek modern decor. It was a place where the city’s elite came to see and be seen—a fitting backdrop for Madeline Harper, who sat at her usual table near the towering windows overlooking Fifth Avenue.
Dressed in a perfectly tailored navy suit, her platinum-blonde hair swept into a sophisticated chignon, Madeline exuded control and authority. Her posture was straight, her expression composed. A glass of sparkling water sat untouched in front of her, its condensation pooling into a delicate ring on the tablecloth. From the outside, she appeared the picture of composure, but inside, her mind churned with calculations. The merger on the table today was critical, one that could cement Harper Enterprises as the most dominant player in the real estate industry.