CHAPTER 52
THE COMEBACK VII
THEY SET the reunion at a fine-dining restaurant located inside La Candaszia. I had to look at the message in our group chat to make sure we were in the right place.
“What’s wrong?” Seth, who seemed to have calmed down his friend, asked.
“Just making sure,” I answered. I fixed the collar of his outfit and unbuttoned the top button. “You look like you will attend a formal meeting. Don’t be too formal. My classmates are friendly.”
“I forgot.” He ran his palm on his cloth and went down the car to open the door for me. “Are we in the right place?”
“Yes.”
We walked to the entrance of the said restaurant and an employee greeted us.
“Do you have any reservation, miss?”
I told him the surname of our class monitor, and the employee guided us to one of the priv
