The Prince Who Cannot Fall In Love & The Missing Heiress - Chapter 314

Now a year had passed, and Vega’s recovery was progressing well. After she took Lauriel’s memory potion, her family made up a story about how they found Vega.

The girl didn’t remember anything bad that happened to her. After undergoing numerous therapy sessions and recovering her health, in not too long, Vega had returned to being like her old self: cheerful, happy, and warm.

Aleksis was delighted to see her lost daughter had returned. Seeing how happy Vega was now, her family could slowly get over the tragedy that befell her.

Ignorance is bliss.

They felt fortunate because they had the means to forget the bad things that had happened in the past. Many people struggled with tragedy and past memories that caused trauma and pain. Some had to struggle all their life just to have a normal life.

With Lauriel’s memory potion, Vega could redo her life and get rid of six years of heartache and trauma.

She did lose six years of her life, but according to her family, that would be better than having to live with pain for the next hundreds of years.

“We’re staying at the Nobel hotel,” said Altair as he descended the plane steps. He stood at the end of the stairs and waited for his sister to come down, then led her by the hand to get into the car that had come to the runway to pick them up. “I have invited some people to have dinner with us at the hotel restaurant.”

“Who?” asked Vega curiously.

“It’s a surprise. I am sure you will like it.”

Altaïr smiled and refused to answer when Vega urged him to spill the beans about the surprise he had prepared.

The car that took them drove casually to the center of Paris. Along the way, Vega admired their surroundings. She and her family used to come here, and she knew the route they took to the Nobel Hotel by heart.

“Hey .. you’re here!”

When Altaïr knocked on the penthouse door, a gorgeous girl with light brown curls opened the door from the inside and immediately ushered them in.

JM hugged Vega warmly and kissed her cheeks alternately.

“Hey … happy birthday!” exclaimed JM happily. She then dragged the girl to the kitchen and took out a bottle of wine. “Let’s celebrate. I purposely brought wine from our chateau.”

It was Altair and Vega’s birthday. Altair intended to celebrate the occasion by having dinner with the girls and their old school friends. However, since JM brought wine from her family chateau, he did not mind celebrating it early.

“It tastes excellent. I think your wine is ready for the market,” said Altair commenting on the taste of the wine brought by JM.

“Really? Father must be happy to hear that. Ever since my family moved to Colmar and bought the chateau, he has enjoyed experimenting with wine production. Every batch tastes better than the last,” said JM. “Let’s go to Colmar and visit my family next week!”

“Sure!”

Jean and Marion now had a new interest. They enjoyed living in a small town, three hours’ drive from Paris. The chateau where they lived now was very beautiful. They enjoyed a new life in the village immensely.

JM now lived alone in her apartment in Paris and came home to her parents’ home twice a month when she was not busy with shows or photoshoots.

Since this week Altair wanted to support her at the fashion show she was participating in, JM came to stay at the penthouse so she could spend more time with her boyfriend.

As two people who were both very busy, to them every moment was precious. JM was very happy when she heard that Altair was taking his sister to Paris. So far, JM had only heard about Vega’s progress but had not met her in person.

Now, seeing Vega again, looking healthy and happy, JM felt very happy. While sipping her wine, she glanced at Altaïr and she could see how happy the man looked.

Ahh .. it seemed like, from now on, everything would be fine.

They finished a glass of wine while chatting, waiting for their dinner appointment to arrive.

Half an hour later.

“I’ve reserved a special room for us at The Lily Restaurant,” Altaïr said as he took his suit and walked to the door. He then opened the door for Vega and JM. After the two girls got out, he led them to the elevator and pressed the down button to the 40th floor.

Since his daughter, Lily, was born, London Schneider changed the names of the restaurants in all the St. Laurent hotel chain to become “The Lily”.

All of these restaurants were three-star Michelin restaurants famous for their delicious food, exclusive setting, and luxurious venues.

After several years, now the name “The Lily” had become associated with the best and exclusive world-class restaurants that could be found in various big cities of the world, to be precise wherever Schneider Group had hotels.

From this alone, one could see how much love London Schneider had for his only child.

“I like the name ‘The Lily’,” commented Vega. “When Uncle London has another child, do you think he will change the name of the other restaurants too?”

Altaïr shrugged. “As far as I know Uncle London doesn’t want to have any more children. He is still traumatized because Lily was born as a micro-premium baby.”

In his heart, Altair felt grateful that Vega chose to drink the memory potion. Trauma could greatly affect a person’s life.

The proof was his own uncle, London Schneider. Even after thirteen years, he was still haunted by his trauma when he witnessed his child and wife fighting for their lives during a very difficult childbirth process.

If Vega was also haunted by the trauma of losing her fetuses, maybe until now it would be very difficult for her to live her life, open up, and later have another child with the man she loved.

Her family gladly took the sadness by themselves and mourned the death of her unborn children, as long as Vega could smile and be happy like now.

DING

The elevator doors opened on the 40th floor. When Altair, Vega, and JM were about to get out of the elevator, they were all stunned to see the man standing at the door, ready to go inside after they exited.

“Hey …” The man’s voice sounded surprised but happy. “You’re here? When did you arrive?”

He looked at Altair and then his gaze turned to Vega. His handsome face was suddenly filled with a big smile.

“Mischa? What are you doing here?” asked Vega enthusiastically. “We just arrived an hour ago.”

Mischa tilted his chin toward ‘The Lily’. “I was drinking to relax. I’m bored in my hotel room.”

“What are you doing in Paris?” Vega asked attentively. She remembered Mischa lived in Bucharest. So, this coincidence of meeting the man in Paris made her so happy.

“Didn’t your father tell you?” Mischa asked back. “RMI is holding its biggest exhibition this year. We deliberately chose Paris because …”

He did not continue his words. Ah, he almost forgot that Vega wouldn’t remember that this was her own wish a year ago. The girl asked to be reunited with him and Ren in the city where her calamity started.

That’s why Elios deliberately arranged for the biggest RMI exhibition this year to be held in Paris. This was to give Mischa and Ren a chance to meet his daughter without seeming forced.

Mischa had been waiting for this day for a long time, when he would finally be able to see Vega again after a year.

He also knew today was Vega’s birthday, so he thought she and Altair would celebrate it in New York with their parents. He thought they would arrive tomorrow.

Feeling nervous, he decided to have a drink at ‘The Lily’ to cool off, thinking about how he could ask Vega to have dinner with him again, to make up for the failed dinner date seven years ago.

He had no idea that when he finished enjoying his drink, he would run into the girl and her brother. Mischa did not know that Altaïr booked dinner at ‘The Lily’.

“Are you going to have dinner here?” asked Mischa, changing the subject. “Usually your father or your grandfather would invite the chef and dine in the penthouse. They like their privacy too much.”

He could not hide his happiness because this coincidence allowed him to meet Vega sooner. At first, he thought he would meet Vega at the exhibition.

“I’m not my father,” said Altair with a chuckle. “I prefer to eat out and socialize with friends.”

Apart from that reason, Altair also felt uncomfortable showing off his family’s wealth by inviting his school friends to the penthouse. So, in his opinion, it was safer if they eat at the restaurant.

“Ah, that’s nice,” Mischa commented.. Even though he was talking to Altair, his eyes were fixed on Vega.