Chapter 985


    Chapter 985 You’re Dining With a Shark


    "You can pack up and leave if this youngdy doesn''t forgive you!"


    None of the diners here were people they could afford to offend, and spilling the food onto their


    clothes was, even more so, a big no-no.


    After all, Vania''s shirt alone was worth a year of their sry. As if they could afford to pay for


    compensation!


    The manager''s tirade only got uglier, making the server bawl in fright.


    "It''s just a shirt. There''s no need to make such a big deal out of it." Vania spoke up nonchntly,


    then took a gander at the server standing next to her—whose head was hung low—and said, "Why


    don''t you help me get my shirt cleaned?"


    At that, the three guys nced at the server, then said nothing, for amon thought arose within


    them. Has the operation begun? It''s happening faster than expected.


    Meanwhile, Vania stopped abruptly when they arrived in front of the washroom.


    As the server kept her head low the entire time, she nearly ran into Vania. "Oh!" she eximed. "I''m


    so sorry!"


    Of course, Vania made nothing of her apology. "Go on, tell me. Why did you go so far to draw me


    out?"


    However, the server continued ying dumb. "I don''t know what you''re talking about." She shook


    her head, then changed the topic. "I''ll clean your shirt right away. Please don''t punish me."


    With that, she reached out for Vania''s shirt, but Vania evaded swiftly.


    "This isn''t a shirt you can afford to touch," warned Vania condescendingly. "This is a five-star


    restaurant, and the employees here are very professional. There''s no way something like this will


    ever happen. Also, your uniform tells me you''re no rookie."


    A rookie''s uniform would be fresh and clean, but the server''s set was old. Plus, she looked a little


    old to be a rookie, and there was no doubt she had been in the business for years.


    "I don''t know what you''re talking about." The server, who was already busted, continued to y


    dumb. However, her panicking face had already betrayed her.


    "So, it''s the manager who acted along with you who wants to see me, huh? Have hime out,


    then."


    The next second, a series of ps rang across the space. "You really are smarter than most, Ms.


    Greyson. Indeed, I have something to tell you."


    "You could''ve just told me straight," said Vania impassively without even sparing the manager a


    nce. "There''s no need for you to go all this way. This isn''t a dress your instigator can pay for, you


    know."


    Though ashamed, the manager still pulled a phone up. Showing on the screen was a paused


    interface of a clip.


    One nce was all Vania needed to know it was the clip Thomas had shown her earlier. Did this


    guy draw me out here just to show me this? Interesting.


    However, she yed dumb and feigned surprise. "What is the meaning of this?"N?velDrama.Org holds this content.


    "You''ll know once you look at it." The manager knew at once she was interested when he saw her


    expression.


    At that, Vania pretended as though she was hesitant to take the phone from him.


    "There''s nothing wrong with the phone. I just want to show you the clip," said the manager


    reassuringly, thinking she was worried she''d be assassinated. "I can hold it while you watch if you''re


    so worried."


    "It''s fine. I''ll watch itter."


    "That won''t do." The manager blocked Vania''s path. "I suggest you watch it here. After all, you''re


    dining with a shark. I''m worried for your safety."


    At that, Vania nced at the clip and asked in surprise, "Are you saying Thomas is the shark?!"


    The next second, she chuckled with sheer doubt. "Might I warn you that you''ll be held legally


    responsible for spewing meaningless words. He and my husband are very close friends."