The quiet sophisticated ambiance of the sunlit restaurant dining room was momentarily interrupted as a young professionally dressed waitress approached the prime table near the massive glass windows.
She carried two wide pristine porcelain plates, carefully setting them down on the crisp white tablecloth.
The aroma of wild-caught Ivory Island salmon, roasted asparagus, and an incredibly expensive truffle glaze instantly filled the space.
The presentation was absolute perfection which was a true testament to the five-star rating of the establishment.
The waitress stepped back, tucking her silver serving tray neatly under her arm.
She glanced at the empty, plush leather chair directly across from the world-famous actor.
"Enjoy your meal, sir," the waitress said politely then she hesitated for a fraction of a second before continuing. "Should I cover Lady Isabella's plate to keep it warm? Has she gone somewhere?"
Marcus Chen didn't even bother looking up at the waitress.
