"Of course, Lucifer Anything for you," Veronica replied. She then turned her attention to Clara, her eyes sparkling with genuine interest. "And you must be Clara.
Welcome to The Sterling Room. We're delighted to have you with us tonight." Clara managed a smile, still a bit overwhelmed by the grandeur of the place. "Thank you. It's an honor to be here." Veronica led them through the opulent dining area, where every table was adorned with crisp white linens, flickering candles, and exquisite floral arrangements.
The soft hum of conversation filled the air, punctuated by the occasional clink of fine china and crystal glasses.
They were escorted to a special guest seat, a private alcove that offered a breathtaking view of the city below. The table itself was a work of art, crafted from rare
