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.

the entire time, she nearly ran into Vania. "Oh!" she exclaimed. "I'm so

her apology. "Go on, tell me. Why did you go so far to draw

talking about." She shook her head, then changed the topic. "I'll clean your

she reached out for

here are very professional. There's no way something like this will ever happen. Also, your uniform tells

old. Plus, she looked a little old to be a rookie, and

already busted, continued to play dumb. However, her panicking face

it's the manager who acted along with you who

of claps rang across the space. "You really are

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 dress your instigator can pay for,

manager still pulled a phone up. Showing on the screen was a paused interface of a

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