Mistress Trashed My Luxury Bistro
Language: en
I originally bought that boutique bistro on a whim, mostly to have a private, sophisticated spot to host my high-stakes business clients. I never expected a thirty-second clip filmed by a random staffer to go viral, turning my quiet sanctuary into the latest "it" spot for the TikTok crowd. When I arrived that afternoon, the sidewalk was a sea of people with ring lights and selfie sticks. I frowned, pulling out my phone to call my boyfriend, Wyatt. He brushed it off with his usual casual tone, saying it was just the holiday rush—people looking for something to do. He promised the hype…