CHAPTER FOUR HUNDRED AND FORTY TWO – A BUYOUT

As they locked up and stepped out into the cool night air, Jasmine felt a renewed sense of purpose. Whatever challenges lay ahead, she knew that with Marco by her side and their dedicated team behind them, Cesaro's Bistro would not just survive, but thrive. The bell above the Bistro's door chimed, drawing Jasmine's attention from the inventory spreadsheet she'd been poring over. She looked up to see Marco enter, followed by a man she didn't recognize. The stranger exuded an air of wealth and confidence, his tailored suit a stark contrast to the Bistro's casual atmosphere. "Jasmine," Marco called out, a strange tension in his voice. "I'd like you to meet Mr. Salvatore. He has an... interesting proposition for us." Jasmine's instincts immediately went on high alert. She plastered on a polite smile and extended her hand. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Salvatore. What brings you to our little Bistro?" Salvatore's handshake was firm, his smile not quite reaching his eyes. "Mrs. Cesaro, the plea