A pot of hot stew.

It really was what Zeke had ordered for him.

Mance’s face darkened instantly. In fact, it was even darker than the black pot.

Ba****ds, how dare you humiliate me!

Nancy and Lacey exchanged glances in surprise.

What was the restaurant management thinking?

Not only did they disobey the host, but they also followed the instructions of a freeloader to humiliate their own distinguished guest.

There was no discretion at all!

Fury consumed Mance as he had never been humiliated to this extent in his whole life.

Raising his hand to hit the server, Zeke grabbed it to stop him.

Zeke said, “He was just following instructions. Besides, you shouldn’t be finding fault with a lowly server.”

Nancy quickly interjected. “Mance, there’s no need to get physical. Let’s just talk it out.”

To maintain his chivalrous attitude, Mance finally put his hand down.

“I want to see your manager.”

Damn it, to think that I had given him so many tips earlier.

The server nodded immediately and left to get the manager.

After a while, he returned alone.

Mance demanded angrily, “Where’s your manager?”

The server replied meekly, “Our manager says she’s busy and has no time to come over.”

Mance banged the table as he stood up. “Do I need to look for her myself? Humph, when I see her, she will have to face the consequences.”

Zeke added, “Do you have time to see her personally? Won’t your food be cold by then? Go. Call your manager. Tell her I’ve asked for her.”

Lacey couldn’t help but chuckle. She found his comment humorous, given how the pot of hot stew would not turn cold anytime soon.

Nancy stared at Zeke with a dissatisfied expression. “Mance as a prominent guest couldn’t even get the manager to come out. What makes a kept-man like you think you can? You really are oblivious to your status.”

The next second, Nancy was humiliated.

Mia, the restaurant manager, rushed over. She bowed at Zeke and asked, “Mr. Williams, you wanted to see me?”

Nancy and Lacey were so stunned that they froze like statues.

Zeke not only got the manager to come, but he also got her to bow with respect.

Fuck! What’s going on? They must have mixed up who was the host.

Smiling, Zeke replied, “Ma’am, I have some feedback on the food.”

“Please go ahead, Mr. Williams. We will do our best to improve.”

“How can you serve the pot of hot stew when it isn’t cooked thoroughly? Aren’t you not living up to your own standards?”
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