Her Seven Little Bodyguards

Chapter 985 You’re Dining With a Shark

"You can pack up and leave if this young lady doesn't forgive you!"

None of the diners here were people they could afford to offend, and spilling the food onto their clothes was, even more so, a big no-no.

After all, Vania's shirt alone was worth a year of their salary. As if they could afford to pay for compensation!

The manager's tirade only got uglier, making the server bawl in fright.

"It's just a shirt. There's no need to make such a big deal out of it." Vania spoke up nonchalantly, then took a gander at the server standing next to her—whose head was hung low—and said, "Why don't you help me get my shirt cleaned?"

At that, the three guys glanced at the server, then said nothing, for a common thought arose within them. Has the operation begun? It's happening faster than expected.

Meanwhile, Vania stopped abruptly when they arrived in front of the washroom.

kept her head low the entire time, she nearly ran into Vania. "Oh!"

on, tell me. Why did you go so far

dumb. "I don't know what you're talking about." She shook her head, then changed the topic. "I'll clean your shirt

that, she reached out for Vania's shirt, but Vania

isn't a shirt you can afford to touch," warned Vania condescendingly. "This is a five-star restaurant, and the employees here are very professional. There's no way something like this will ever

little old to be a rookie, and there was no

busted, continued to play

along with you who

second, a series of claps rang across the space. "You really are smarter than most, Ms.

without even sparing the manager a glance. "There's no need for you to go all this way. This isn't a dress your

pulled a phone up. Showing on

the clip Thomas had shown her earlier. Did this guy draw me out