A Ruling Passion – Chapter 1622

Tiffany grinned. “Where else could we go other than White Water Bay Villa? Jackson’s the chef on duty, ‘cause he’s wary of the food that goes into my stomach now that I’m pregnant. Seriously, the only place out there with his seal of approval is White Water Bay Café, the place he frickin’ owns! I was like, ‘Aren’t these two just same difference?’ So, I decided to just throw the dinner party at home, since he’s so willing to break his back to cook for the four of us.”

Arianne clasped the bracelet around her wrist in front of Tiffany. “Alright. I’ll go there as soon as work is over.”

Tiffany yanked a chair from god-knows-whose desk and sat right in front of her. “On, I’m just gonna wait till your work’s over right here, then, since there’s only very little time left. Speaking of which... I just saw this gorgeous bridal gown collection somewhere online the other day and the style was just, chef’s kiss! You and Mark never had actual wedding photos, right? Are you sure you don’t wanna tick off that box and take a series of pictures of it? I just wanna see you in a bridal gown, sis, oooh, I want it so much, I can see it in mah dreams!”

Sylvain, overhearing their conversation, was so shocked at Tiffany’s brazen tactlessness that he accidentally dropped his pencil. “Oof! You kinda kicked the beehive there, man.”

His remark baffled Tiffany. “Me? What did I do? Did I say something I shouldn’t have?”