Chapter 57
Julian's POV
I walked into my restaurant, which was bustling with people, and was immediately enveloped by the warm, inviting atmosphere. The laughter and chatter of patrons filled the air, blending with the rich aroma of freshly prepared dishes. It felt surreal to own this place—my dream realized after years of hard work and dedication.
I scanned the room, looking for Isabella, but I couldn’t spot her among the crowd. I took a seat at a table in a corner as I gestured for a waitress. She approached, bowing slightly.
"Where is Isabella?" I asked, trying to keep my tone steady.
"She's in the kitchen," she replied.
"Get her for me," I commanded, my voice sharper than intended. The waitress bowed again and hurried off.
I waved over another waitress to order wine for two. T
