My Sugar And Your Spice

Amelie did not allow the server's hand to touch Bria, though. She ran forward and flung the server's hand away. "Is this how the restaurant treats its customers? We paid for a meal, but security had to kick us out?"

If the server had stuck to using words, Amelie would not have stepped in. However, there was no way she would allow the server to lay a hand on her daughter.

Hearing that, the server stared at Amelie in shock. When arguing with Bria, the server spoke arrogantly since she felt the kid was an immature coward. Nevertheless, being caught red-handed by Bria's parents caused a humiliated look on her face.

Still, the server's shocked expression only lasted a few minutes. She soon regained her initial confidence as she held her head up high. "What's wrong with kicking you out? I can kick you out for violating the restaurant's rules!"

"Please show me the rules then. I want to know exactly which rule states that customers are to be served according to how much they spend." Amelie was someone who relied on her words to make a living. There was no way the server could win in an argument. One sentence was enough to render the server speechless.

Suddenly, the server's arrogance immediately vanished. "Even if it is not written down, it is an internal ruling. You should be dining in the main hall, not a private room. How are we meant to earn a living otherwise?" the server eventually stammered after a long pause.

"There were two groups who didn't book a private room, and they were seated first," Bria immediately responded in a loud and clear voice. "Tables 32 and 45 were also tables of two!"

Since Amelie knew Bria was a well-behaved child who wouldn't deliberately block a doorway, she didn't immediately lecture her.

Hearing that made Amelie's pupils shrink.

The server was surprised by how good Bria's memory was and cleared her throat in panic. "They did not order from a coupon site and are in a rush. Of course, they would be seated first. Since you ordered off a coupon site for a discounted meal, you should know that means you must wait. If you don't want to wait, you could come at another time. Why would you wait until peak hour?"

"Who said we're not in a hurry?" Bria shot back. "We are in a greater hurry than they are! Also, when is it any of your business when we come, Mrs. Waitress? Did you even state in your terms and conditions that buying off a coupon site means waiting?"

She had inherited Amelie's genes, for she was as good at arguing as her mother.

The term "Mrs. Waitress" seemed to shake the server in anger, though, and Bria's arguments had her at a loss for words. Her face went pale as she silently tried to come up with an answer.

customers had long lost their patience and walked

The other customers had long lost their

dashed over and bowed low. "I'm so sorry for the poor experience,

haven't paid, yet you're upgrading them to a better room. What about us? We've already paid. What are you going to do, Mrs. Waitress?" Bria would not back

that Bria intentionally

her daughter could handle herself, Amelie

had never imagined she would one day be spoken so rudely at by a three or four-year-old. Moreover, she was on the verge of crying from embarrassment, especially since it

Amelie was watching the entire time with cold eyes.

served others first, she might have stepped in to help the server. However,

her hand behind her back as if she was speaking in class. "My teacher said humans are all equal. It is wrong of you to look down on us. If you think people who buy off coupon sites are that bad, you can stop offering discounted meals. If you offer it and ignore us for buying it, you're

server silently stared at Bria in shock. It was not her first time giving customers who bought off coupon sites poor service, but her first time being rebuked like this.

freak was Bria? She had spoken with such a silver tongue that she sounded like she had much experience.

so out of touch that you don't know

went on, the other customers dining in the restaurant would be affected. When Amelie saw that

on?"

she was interrupted by a woman's voice.

to look at

to Amelie walked over on a man's arm.

well put-together with a perfect smile that made her seem so different

other customers had long lost their patience and walked out

Amelie either. In fact, he was a very familiar person. She could have recognized him even if his handsome, stern face had been charred.

though they were only walking in with linked arms, it was still evident that their

rink, he had been the man who had tried to get close to Amelie by acting miserable. However, now he

silently spread across Amelie's