Sky-High Pampering Plan Of Her Destined Husband

Janet put down the menu card as the blood drained from her face.

She stood up and looked at the two noisy waitresses. "What are you talking about? There is no time limit for ordering in your restaurant. Can't we check the menu for a while before ordering?"

The two waitresses examined Janet's and Ethan's clothes and assumed the two were poor people. They didn't think offending the two would cause them any trouble.

"We didn't say anything. I guess you are mistaken," one of the waitresses said confidently.

"That's right. We were just discussing what to eat tonight," the other waitress chimed in.

Ethan poured a glass of water for Janet and stood up. "I, too, heard what you were talking," he said, glaring at them.

The waitresses looked startled. "Are you two here to make trouble on purpose?" one of them asked in a sobbing tone.

Just then, the restaurant manager heard the commotion and approached their table.

The manager looked at Janet and Ethan and back at the waitresses. "Enough! Stop fighting!" He waved his hand. "Don't disturb the other diners. What's going on here?"

The waitress pointed at Ethan. "These two have been looking at the menu without ordering anything. We didn't say anything. I only reminded them to order, but they got offended and started fighting with us."

The manager's face darkened as he believed her. This was one of the most popular restaurants in the city. Many diners came to hang out without ordering food and sometimes ordered only the least expensive dish. These people came to the restaurant just to click fancy pictures.

The restaurant manager hated such people and assumed Janet and Ethan were here for the same reason. "All right. I understand what's going on."

The restaurant manager straightened his suit and walked to Janet. "Sir, miss, please leave. Other diners are waiting for a table. If you don't intend to order, please allow the other diners to occupy the table."

Ethan's face darkened. He didn't expect the restaurant that belonged to Larson Group would have such poor service. The workers disrespected the diners. He wondered how Garrett managed his subordinates.

He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at the manager. "What makes you think we aren't going to order food? You blindly believe their words without listening to us."

The argument caught everyone's attention. They stopped eating and gawked at them.

Several passersby outside were also peeking into the restaurant through the glass door.

The manager broke out in a cold sweat. After all, the quarrel would affect the restaurant's reputation. If the media covered the news, people would stop coming to the restaurant.