The Heiress They Couldn't Break novel Chapter 230

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Jeremy was secretly pleased with what Anderson said, but he also thought his friend could’ve been a little less obvious.

“Oh, I get it! My bad–slipped up just now. Ms. Amelia, right this way.” Anderson caught on immediately.

After all, they had grown up together. If Anderson couldn’t read Jeremy’s look just now, he’d be hopeless.

“I’d rather sit at the bar. Forget the private room.”

Amelia felt like something was a little off between the two men, but she didn’t bother asking. She just walked straight toward the bar.

She had been here a few times before with Patience and Josie, so she knew her way around pretty well.

Jeremy didn’t object and followed her quietly.

The bar counter here was beautifully designed–very different from the cramped bars she usually saw.

It was open and spacious, with plenty of seats for customers.

The best part was the 270–degree wraparound counter.

It gave every guest a perfect view of the bartenders as they worked their magic.

From simple shaking and stirring to advanced bottle flips and even fire shows, the bartenders performed like artists on stage.

Soft spotlights illuminated the counter–bright enough for the bartenders to work but dim enough to create a cozy, elegant vibe.

The whole process looked like a performance, and Amelia loved every moment of it.

Watching them mix drinks always relaxed her.

That’s why she preferred sitting at the bar instead of being shut away in a private room.

Jeremy already knew that. He’d heard from Anderson that Amelia often came here to unwind.

Since this bar happened to be one of Anderson’s places, he figured he could bring her here more often in the future. That way, he’d get to spend more time with her.

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Anderson smirked. “Hmph, looks like you’re gonna be one of those whipped husbands someday.”

Amelia’s attention was still on the bartender. Her eyes lit up with curiosity, and she suddenly asked, “Can I give it a try?”

The moment she said that, Jeremy shot Anderson a sharp look. Anderson immediately got the message and gave the bartender a silent signal.

These bartenders were all top–tier talents Jeremy had recruited from around the world. They didn’t need words–just one look was enough to understand.

“Of course. Please,” the bartender said politely, stepping aside with a gesture of invitation.

Amelia’s face brightened with excitement. She took over the bar station and started mixing a cocktail herself.

Her slender fingers held the shaker gracefully, each movement smooth and natural.

From measuring the base spirits to adding ingredients and shaking the mixture, every step flowed perfectly, as if she’d done it a thousand times.

The process of mixing the drink was like a beautifully choreographed performance–every step was precise, and every movement flowed with rhythm and grace.

The ice clinked in rhythm with the soft background music, and for a moment, she felt like she were conducting a musical performance instead of making a drink.

A few minutes later, a stunning cocktail sat before her.

Its layers of color shimmered under the soft lights, glowing like liquid gemstones.

She smiled and handed the glass to Jeremy. “Wanna try it?”

Jeremy froze for a moment, then felt his heart skip.

“You made this … for me?” he asked, trying hard to sound calm.

“Um, not exactly. I just thought the flavor might be good, so you can try it.”

She actually knew a bit about bartending. She wasn’t as skilled as a pro, but her drinks usually looked and tasted great.

Patience and Josie had both loved her homemade cocktails before.

“Thanks,” Jeremy said politely, then paused as an idea struck him.

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