The most exclusive Michelin three-star restaurant in New York was located on the top floor of a luxury high-rise. With a minimum spend of $3,000 per person, it catered exclusively to the ultra-wealthy and the powerful.
Aiden Thompson, dressed in a sleek black trench coat, stepped into the private elevator leading straight to the restaurant. Just as the doors were about to close, the sound of clicking heels echoed as a woman hurried in. The scent of her expensive perfume immediately filled the small space.
As soon as she stepped inside, her eyes landed on Aiden. “Aiden Thompson? Is that you?”
Aiden turned his head slightly, taking a moment to place her. She looked familiar.
After a brief pause, he remembered—she was a high school classmate, though they had never been in the same class.
