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Chapter 174

Chapter 174:

The waitress’s words indicated that even though there was a private room available, Eileen and Benjamin couldn’t use it.

“We made a reservation; it’s the restaurant’s responsibility to uphold that reservation. You should be looking for a way to solve this,” Eileen said. While Eileen argued with the waitress, Benjamin had been staring at a large black marble signage at the restaurant entrance, which detailed the origins of the restaurant. Next to it was a notice that read, “Due to high demand, please book in advance. Walk-in customers will not be served. If your reservation is confirmed and the restaurant is unable to accommodate you for any reason, you will receive tenfold compensation.”

Pointing at the notice, Benjamin said to the waitress, “If you cannot find us a table, then you’re required to compensate us tenfold as per your policy.” Eileen looked in the direction Benjamin was pointing and saw the big, bold text. Nodding in approval, she then turned to look at the waitress.

The waitress hesitated for a few seconds before looking at Eileen with newfound displeasure. “We’re only required to compensate you if your booking was confirmed. Did you receive a confirmation text?”

“Of course.” Eileen took out her phone and showed the waitress the text. The waitress barely glanced at it before saying dismissively, “You’ve been scammed. That’s not our restaurant’s number!”

At this point, Eileen’s patience was running extremely thin. She had never encountered such a shameless waitress before. As the waitress turned to go back inside, Eileen grabbed her arm to stop her. Anger written all over her face, Eileen dialed the number from the confirmation text, and the call soon connected.

“Hello, Fireside Restaurant. How may I help you?”

“Your waitress just hit a customer. I demand to see the manager!” Eileen said. Eileen hung up without waiting for a response. The pissed-off waitress struggled and tried to break free, but Eileen had an iron grip. Soon, a man in a white polo, jeans, and glasses emerged from the restaurant.

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“Emory, what the hell is going on?” Seeing that his staff had engaged in an altercation with a customer, the man shouted angrily at the waitress.

The waitress, flustered, stopped struggling and muttered a greeting to her manager. “I’m really sorry about this, Miss. Could you tell me what happened?” the manager asked Eileen politely. Eileen finally let go of the waitress’s arm, her voice ice-cold. “I made a reservation at your restaurant and received a confirmation text, but your staff member had the audacity to turn me away at the door. She even told me that the number that sent me the text was fake. So, I called to verify.”

fake, right?” The irony in Eileen’s eyes made the waitress even more flustered. Hearing this, the

the manager, but Eileen overheard everything clearly. Eileen looked at the manager with her arms crossed, waiting expectantly for a reasonable explanation. The manager

room, Eileen and her reservation for two seemed insignificant in the waitress’s eyes. Eileen knew exactly what the waitress was thinking, and the waitress’s attitude infuriated her. But before she

curly hair cascading around her shoulders. With her delicate makeup and tall stature, she exuded a powerful presence, clearly a woman of high status. Bryan, standing

first to see Eileen, surprise written all over her face. Instantly, everyone’s attention shifted to Eileen. Bryan’s sharp gaze lingered on

“Miss Murray,” Benjamin nodded slightly. “We met in the Warren Group last time.” “I recall. Well, what are you doing

During Benjamin’s brief exchange with Zola, Eileen composed herself. Although the

were all acquainted, the manager hurried to suggest, “Since you all know each other,

honoring their reservation. Naturally, the

there’s a ten-person table. Since Ms. Murray didn’t bring that many people, you can join them. Besides, you all know each other, so it’d be good for

Ms. Curtis, you only booked a single table, so getting a private room is an upgrade. Miss Murray hasn’t even

decided to squeeze us into Miss Murray’s reservation without even asking for her permission first. What kind of service is

remarked coldly. The manager’s forehead broke into a cold sweat upon hearing that. “Of course not! You misunderstood us, sir. We treat our customers with

see how you decide to deal with this.” The manager, thinking quickly, turned to the waitress and barked, “Compensate Ms. Curtis ten times her booking fee and offer her a small gift and an 80% off voucher. Solemnly promise

from Miss Murray’s party would help someone as insignificant as Eileen. Still, she followed the manager’s instructions and went inside to

could finish, Bryan had already started walking towards the entrance. Noticing that the others hadn’t followed, he turned his head to

Then, he said to Eileen, “Bryan’s right. Since you’re already here, you should join us.” Eileen paused for a few seconds before saying, “No,

and his jawline tensed. Noticing this, Zola said, “Ms. Curtis, Benjamin, if you don’t have any pressing matters, why not join us? I’d also like

worries. I’ve just arrived in Wist Land, and Jacob and Bryan said they’d

something, but with so many people around, she