Chapter 72


    "Please don’t make an unnecessary fuss here, Miss. Take a look here. We don''t have a ce for you


    now. If you want to eat here, then wait. If you don''t want to wait, you can leave. We won''t miss one


    customer," the cashier said snobbishly.


    Yvonne was so angry she wanted to punch somebody. What sh*tty logic was that? They were not


    going to provide proper service just because they had a lot of customers? Besides, they should be


    adhering to their reservation policies when someone actually made a reservation.


    The cherry on top was that she said that Yvonne was making an unnecessary fuss even though she


    was merely standing up for her right!


    "I''m not leaving. What are you going to do? Manhandle me?" Yvonne said, parking her hands at her


    hips.


    Samuel could not help but chuckle at the sight. She really could not think of a more...convincing


    method, could she? Persisting on staying was something a kid would do.


    "There''s an unruly person here, security," the cashier said into her walkie-talkie. She wanted to throw


    Yvonne out without mercy.


    Three security guards quickly arrived. The ruckus around the cashier attracted the attention of a lot of


    customers, who all tuned in as though they were watching an evening soap.


    The manager on duty strode over at this moment, wearing a poised and dignified air. "What''s going


    on?" he asked the cashier.


    "This person is creating a fuss over nothing, sir. I called the guards to throw them out," she replied.


    The figure in charge had finally made an appearance." I booked a table for two for 5.30pm," Yvonne


    said in a righteous tone, "but why do I not have a table when I arrive?"


    The manager checked his watch. "My apologies, but it’s already past the booking time," he said. "Don''t


    you know that time waits for no one?"


    Yvonne practically steamed from fury at the manager''s words. It had certainly not been 5.30pm when


    she arrived.


    "I came here at 5.25pm. It wasn''t 5.30pm then, but you gave our table to someone else," Yvonne


    argued, trying to fight for her right.


    "What nonsense are you talking about you? I''ll tell the guards not to hold back if you continue to create


    a ruckus," the manager said impatiently. The Grand Hyatt nevercked customers. They would not lose


    business by chasing one or two out.


    The security guards pressed forward. Samuel stepped i n front of Yvonne. "Are you saying that we are


    causing a ruckus?” he said coldly.


    "Of course. Can''t you see that we have a full house? So what if you made a reservation? You won''t get


    to dine here if I don''t give you a table. If you don''t want to wait, then leave. It’s simple,” the manager


    said disdainfully.


    "All right then," Samuel said. "I''ll show you what causing a ruckus really means."


    The manager did not want the customers to be disturbed with the two creating a scene. Besides, his


    boss was around. He probably could not shoulder all the responsibility if word of this got out to the


    boss.


    "Get them out of here. They’re an eyesore," the manager said to the security guards.


    The three bodyguards extended their arms, intending t o take hold of Samuel. He grabbed the wrist of


    one of the guards and twisted around, forcing the man into a shoulder lock. Before the guard could


    react, Samuel kicked him in the back.


    The other two guards raised their fists when they saw Samuel initiating the attack.


    Yvonne knew that the situation had truly been blown out of proportion, and wanted to tug on Samuel,


    preventing him from doing anything. However, Samuel reacted first, charging forward and downing the


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    other two guards in a flurry of punches and kicks.


    The entire process took less than ten seconds, and the three security guards ended up as a wheezing


    mess o n the floor. Yvonne sped a hand over her mouth, scarcely believing her eyes.


    This was the first time she had seen Samuel being so audacious. It was as though she had been


    pped into reality.


    Was this the same Samuel who had notined a lick throughout the three years he was with the


    Sues? He never raised his voice, let alone his fists—and he was actually such a skilled fighter!


    Harvey had even beaten Samuel before. If Samuel had retaliated then, her cousin would probably end


    up just like-if not worse than-those guards.


    The manager never expected Samuel to be such a skilledbatant. These security guards were not


    regr men-the boss spent big bucks to hire them to prevent such incidents from erupting in the Grand


    Hyatt. Yet the young man before him had defeated all of them so easily.


    "Young man, I''m warning you. It’s not going to end well if you cause a stir in the Grand Hyatt," the


    manager said, teeth clenched.


    "Get your boss here," Samuel told the manager in amanding tone.


    The whole reason why the manager wanted to get the young man out as soon as possible was so that


    his boss would not hear of it. His temper spiked when he heard such a demand from Samuel.


    "All right then. Since you''re up for it, TH make you crawl out of here today." The manager took the


    phone and was about to call the boss.


    Just then, a carefree voice rang out, "What''s going on?"