Love At The Wrong Table

The waiter politely refused.

Benny was still determined to return the items although it might be embarrassing, especially his action being watched by both families.

“Jack as an entitled generation kid is really getting on my nerves!”

Benny scolded his son secretly but ultimately sat down with a grim expression and endured.

“Hey, we only ordered for one! Why’d you take two bottles over here?”

Jack also sensed something was wrong. “Were they trying to upsell us? What i pretend to request us to pay for both bottles? That’s impossible!”

The waitress smiled and explained, “Another bottle is for the table next to yours!”

“What?!”

Jack was immediately angry and quickly clarified, “Let’s get this clear and understand both of us will pay the bill separately. Our table and theirs aren’t splitting the bill. That’s their own business if they can’t afford it!”

While they knew Emmanuel had married into the Quillen family and the Quillen family is wealthy, they couldn’t be sure about the financial situation of Emmanuel. Mackenzie might not be giving him any pocket money.

Cherlynn whispered, “Emmanuel, maybe your relatives at the next table think you’re treating them, so they deliberately ordered expensive items?”

“Should be like that!” Jack gritted his teeth.

Emmanuel and Ryder’s family whe dining out. Even though it wasn’t explicitly stated this time, they assumed the same rule

two relatives can’t afford to pay the bill when the time comes, let them just stay and wash

“That’s it!”

waitress was slightly surprised but quickly nodded, “Sir, we got it!”

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his hand, feeling relieved in his heart.

private room, Angela passed by from the other end of corridor and asked, “Has the

bottle has already been delivered to this

me another

received the wine and personally brought it into

very harmonious, unlike the other private room,. The dishes ordered were not the

had great toys

surprised when they saw Angela come into

bring the wine as we are goo without wine? Doesn’t

with a smile and respectfully greeted Alessandra, “Ma’am, are you Mr. Lowe’s mother?”

and awkwardly replied, “Yes, I… I’m his

Emmanuel know such a beautiful

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