Billionaire's Match

Chapter 254 This was truly a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle. No one dared make a sound, yet everyone was eager to watch. Those who knew Michael well immediately shifted their gaze toward him, convinced this was his deliberate revenge on Winnie. Had he been hurt too deeply back then, and now-with a fiancée by his side-was he intentionally putting his first love in her place? Given Winnie's less-than-stellar reputation in relationships, no one felt sorry for her. In fact, many secretly felt a sense of satisfaction on Michael's behalf. Only Michael himself looked anything but pleased.

Winnie set the items down and turned to leave. Michael didn't speak, but a troublemaker in the room called out to her. "Hey, what kind of service is this? You didn't even announce the dishes when you served them." "These are the fruit platters and snacks you ordered. Everything on the order has been served," Winnie replied coolly, only after hearing that. Her curt tone immediately displeased Lindsay's girlfriends. "Aren't you the store manager? I remember Olson Group stores always have top-tier service.

How did someone like you become a manager?" "Yeah, and do you even know who you're serving today? That's the Morrison family heir. With that attitude, it seems you don't want a tip?" Lindsay was somewhat displeased as well. From the moment she entered, she had noticed Winnie-pretty, yes, but wearing a cold expression, not even offering a word of welcome. Still, today was her date with Michael. She had to maintain her image and couldn't speak up herself. "I'm sorry, Lindsay. Our store manager is quite senior and usually doesn't serve guests personally.

turning her gaze to Winnie. "What are you standing there for? The guests are unhappy. Aren't

Bonus - Aside from Lindsay and her friends, nearly everyone here knew who Winnie really was. Yet no one exposed it. Winnie took a deep breath. "I'm sorry. My attitude was inappropriate. If you'd like someone else to serve you, I'll have another staff member come in immediately." "We want the manager. That's the highest level of service, don't you know?"

up on Winnie, Michael suddenly spoke in a low voice, "Let her go. Change the server." "Why change her?" one of Michael's childhood friends immediately protested on his behalf. "Michael, I think she's the perfect one to serve us!" But as soon as the words left his