Wearing a solemn expression, Tyrone pressed the bell, signaling the need for immediate attention.

In a matter of minutes, the waitress knocked on the door and entered the room, sensing the somber atmosphere. A feeling of unease settled on the waitress. “Sir and Madam, what can I do for you?”

When the waitress noticed the two mutton dishes to the side, she felt something was amiss.

Tyrone’s countenance darkened as he spoke with gravity. “My wife suddenly vomited after eating the braised mutton. She loves mutton, and this has never happened before. I suspect the mutton in your restaurant isn’t fresh and may not even be fit for consumption.”

The waitress looked concerned at Sabrina, who sat there with a pale face and attempted to reassure them. “I’m sorry for what happened. We made the food today, and it should be fresh. It’s highly unlikely that it could be bad. Would you like me to exchange the two dishes for fresh ones?”

A high-end establishment like this wouldn’t risk tarnishing its reputation with subpar practices.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

a regular patron due to

himself in an unexpected situation when Sabrina, who typically enjoyed mutton, suddenly vomited after

please.” Tyrone wasn’t concerned about the money and aimed to spare

waitress hesitated briefly, recognizing the need to handle the situation delicately. She agreed, “Certainly. Please wait

the

about to leave when Tyrone added, “Wait, can you bring a

“Right away, Sir.”

I heard about what happened, and I’m terribly sorry. Perhaps the chef didn’t

event in the past, the manager would

is not

more bottles

manager’s sincerity, Tyrone wasn’t overly stern

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255