Boss, Your Wife is Asking for A Divorce, Again!

“Alright. Do as she says,” Carl replied to the manager. The manager thanked them profusely, “Thank you for your understanding. We’re very sorry for ruining the experience.” He bowed to Sonia and Carl. Carl pulled the manager back up and looked at Toby. “What about you two?” Worried Tina might go on a rampage again, Toby answered, “Same here.” The manager thanked him, since he was worried they might not let it slide so easily. It was obvious Tina was a fussy one, but luckily Toby was an understanding man, or the injury on Tina’s face alone could cost them a ton. Now that the problem was settled, the manager wiped the sweat off of his forehead and heaved a sigh of relief.

But then, the waiter who was handling the aftermath said, “Sir, something’s off with this chandelier.” “How so?” The manager went over. Carl and Sonia looked at them curiously, and even Toby shifted his attention to the chandelier. “This one.” The waiter pointed at the column. “The column isn’t rusty or corroded, so how did it break?” “Um…” The manager couldn’t come up with the answer. He kept staring at the column, but he couldn’t figure out what happened. The column connected the chandelier to the ceiling. It was big, sturdy, and made out of alloy. Not even a strong earthquake could break it unless it was corroded. However, alloys wouldn’t rust that easily. It’d take at least a decade or two to corrode, but the restaurant hadn’t been open for even a year.

did this?” Shocked, the manager said, “This is not a joke, sir. We won’t do anything to our customers. That’ll be bad for business.” Sonia smiled. “You got it wrong. He isn’t saying you guys did it.” The manager heaved a sigh of relief, but he got curious. “Then who did this?” Sonia shook her head, having no answer to his question. At the same time, Toby was reminded of his car crash. Someone planned that, but he couldn’t find the culprit even until

away. When he and Tina came out, they only said they were out for dinner, but they didn’t mention their location. They only came to this restaurant since they came across it on their way. In other words, he made the decision on the spot, but sabotages had to be done beforehand. Not even the culprit knew he’d come here, so they couldn’t have done this. Unless they were clairvoyant. Another person shared his sentiment—Carl. Ironically, he was the one who proposed the

could have used a forklift, but it’s too big for this place.” The manager agreed, “He’s right. Our restaurant is built with the style of

out his guesses based on the clues he has. It’s not random guesses. Besides, interrupting someone is rude, Miss Gray. Oh wait, someone like you doesn’t have an ounce of decency in them, so I guess being rude is natural for you.” “Why you…” Tina glared at her. Sonia sneered. “Look at you,