Riches in Disguise

Chapter 113

The manager was caught off guard by the slap, but he didn't dare to complain. Instead, he vented his anger on Felicia. He raised his hand to slap her, but I caught his wrist mid-air.

"What do you think you're doing?"

I shot the manager a warning glare.

He froze for a moment when he noticed me, then gave me a disdainful once-over. "Who the hell are you? What business do you have interrupting things in our restaurant?"

I said flatly, "This is my girlfriend. You tell me if I have a right to speak up."

"Your girlfriend?"

The manager blinked, then jerked his hand away from mine and snapped, "So what if she's your girlfriend? That doesn't give you the right to act cocky! Felicia, I'm telling you now-apologize to Mr. Fisher immediately, or you won't be leaving this place today!"

Bob leaned back in his chair, propping up his feet. Lighting a cigarette, he smirked and said, "Have her bring me a drink and serve me properly for the rest of my meal. Do that, and I'll forget about this. Otherwise, your restaurant might as well shut down today."

"Did you hear that?" the manager threatened Felicia again, still glaring. "Hurry up and serve Mr. Fisher his drink!"

for her to serve him drinks and

was probably after Felicia, trying

there. However, no one gave him the time of day, so here he was, bullying the weak to boost his fragile

I walked straight to the table.

drink, right? Fine.

and poured

hot water from the teapot splashed over Bob, making him jump up

his head. "You're asking for it! You're dead, you hear me? You're

sneered. "We'll see

of the servers rushed over and pulled me back. "Don't

him

your girlfriend, but

and pleaded, "William, please

a few punks? Do they think

bottle against the table and brandished the jagged remains. "You

table and shattered it just as loudly. "I'll