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.

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

to pay the bill

“That’s it!”

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

can

feeling relieved in

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

here. A bottle has already been

me

the wine and personally brought it into Emmanuel’s private

private room,. The dishes ordered were not the most expensive, but they were authentic. Alessandra and Ryder’s family were

was thrilled because the restaurant had great

was surprised when they saw Angela come into the private room with a bottle

the wine as we are goo without wine?

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

awkwardly replied, “Yes,

did Emmanuel know such

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