Chapter 117- But you're plastic

They finished their seafood dish, and the restaurant's main course truly lived up to its reputation. Zane swiped his bracelet and paid for both meals.

"I'll treat you next time," Viktor promised, pulling Zane out of the restaurant. He had already booked their spa treatment, and the appointment time was approaching. They called for a car with a driver, not fully clear on the location. He gave the driver the general location and she nodded, knowing how to get there.

The driver pursed her lips together as she glanced at the handsome passengers, admiring their glowing, healthy skin. They looked pampered, a far cry from her husbands skinny frames and dry skin. She scowled in annoyance but drove them to their destination.

Once they arrived, they got out and surveyed the nearby spa shops. Crossing the road, they headed to the one on the next street.

Inside, they approached the receptionist at the counter.

He smiled politely, "Good afternoon. Do you have a booking today?"