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.

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

nothing of her apology. "Go on, tell me. Why did you go so

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

she reached out for Vania's shirt,

restaurant, and the employees here are very professional. There's no way something like this will

fresh and clean, but the server's set was old. Plus, she looked a little old to be

talking about." The server, who was already busted, continued to play dumb.

it's the manager who acted along with you who wants to see me, huh? Have him

"You really are smarter than most, Ms. Greyson. Indeed, I have something

me straight," said Vania impassively without even sparing the manager a glance. "There's no need for you to go all this way. This isn't a

the manager still pulled a phone up. Showing on

was the clip Thomas had shown her earlier. Did this guy draw me out here just to