Regal Guard of Dragon novel Chapter 305

Gloria Lin nodded, "Let's wait for him."

"Auntie, don't worry. Typically, Mr. Lin appears when the dishes are ready. He doesn't want to be waited," Hunter Geng explained.

"Let's order first," Hunter smiled and then picked up the menu.

"The meal is on our treat. It'd be more polite that we do the ordering," Gloria remarked. She was just saying that, but not meant to do so. (In Chinese culture, the people who paid the bill were the ones who ordered dishes. But it's not everywhere.)

"Well, sure. Here you are," Hunter handed the menu to Gloria with a smile.

Gloria was a bit embarrassed. She didn't expect Hunter's response. Typically, if she expressed so, the other party would insist on ordering. It's like an unwritten rule.

Gloria had to force a smile and started to order. God knew how she regretted her proposal. One would spend at least 50,000 on just simple dishes in the White Swan Restaurant.

She lost that money because of her words.

Quickly, the waiter began to serve the specialties.

At this time, Gloria felt sick. She got up to the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, Gloria hit a waiter the moment she turned around. A bowl of vegetable soup came to her.

"Ouch!" Gloria screamed in pain.

"Sorry. Sorry. Sorry."

The waiter kept apologizing.

But Gloria slapped the waitress heavily.

"Bitch! What're you doing?"

Gloria scolded. Wearing a tulle evening dress tonight, she didn't wear any underwear. The soup touched her skin directly. That's pretty hurting.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Auntie. It's all my fault," Wendy Lin—the waitress lowered her head and apologized, in a tearful tone. It's her first part-time job, but she ruined it.

"You bitch!"

Gloria continued, and slapped Wendy again, forcing her to the ground.

"Why do you come to us again?"

At this time, Raina frowned. She recognized Wendy the daughter of the middle-aged woman who struck Gloria's Bentley yesterday.

"Damn. It's you?!"

Gloria flew into a fury. She grabbed a chair next to her, raised it high, and slammed it heavily on Wendy.

"Ow!"

Wendy groaned, feeling a lot of pain.

But Gloria didn't stop and kept cursing, "Your bitch mother broke my car yesterday. And you, you little bitch dirtied my dress today. Damn you two."

Gloria didn't cease until she was too tired to hit her anymore.

And little Wendy curled up painfully.

At this moment, a man in a suit, like a manager, strode over to them.

"Lady, what happened here?"

"Ask your little waitress. Damn her. How could you hire such a bitch?" Gloria yelled.

"She spilled the soup on my mother," Raina remarked coldly, holding Wendy totally responsible for this accident.

"I'm sorry about your unpleasant experience. We'll give you a reasonable solution," The middle-aged manager bowed apologetically. He understood the two guests were unkind and hard to deal with.

Wendy was just a part-time waiter. He could quickly figure out what he should say and do right now.

"That's it? An "I'm sorry" cannot compensate for my dress. And do you know who I'm meeting tonight? You ruined my negotiation," Gloria shouted madly. The appointment was so important for her, but she had no time to swap for another dress.

"Our apology. We'll make Wendy compensate you for your losses. What do you say?" The manager smiled bitterly.

"Oh? Really? Can she? Do you know how much my dress cost? 190,000 yuan! It was by the Italian costume designer. She tailored this dress personally. This bitch can't even afford a button," Gloria added. She discovered the manager's purpose—the restaurant didn't mean to give her a penny.

"Wendy!"

The manager glanced at Wendy on the ground coldly, "This lady's dress is worth 190,000 yuan. You have to make amends."

"But she hit me first," Wendy sobbed aggrievedly. She was the one who got hit heavily.

She should not be blamed.

"What?"

Gloria's face changed, and she kicked Wendy abruptly.

"How dare you! You want to get revenge on me by the soup!"

"No, that's not true," Wendy sobbed more heavily.

"No? Don't play dumb with me," Gloria sneered.

"All you did is because I hit your mother yesterday. So you deliberately came to pour me and make it like an accident. Am I right?"

"No, it isn't."

"Enough!"

Manager Zhang shouted angrily, "Apologize to this madam."

"How can you be so vicious at such a young age?"

"Do you know how much this lady will suffer?"

"Do you have any idea how much this will affect our restaurant's reputation?"