The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 442

Mandy’s head was throbbing, and she couldn’t fathom how just stepping out of the restroom could lead to such a mess

She couldn’t let her high society friends get embarrassed over this debacle. Taking a deep breath. Mandy clutched her purse and confronted the restaurant manager with a stern voice, “Is this how you treat your customers? Why on earth would I bring my friends here if we hadn’t secured a reservation?”

She paused for effect, then continued, “I’ve never heard of a restaurant arbitrarily canceling a customer’s membership and then kicking them out. Do you really want me to call and lodge a formal complaint right now?”

The manager plastered on a bureaucratically polite smile, oozing arrogance. “Please, be my guest.”

Mandy’s face turned a shade of steel, her composure slipping as anger took hold. She massaged her temples and was about to unleash a fierce retort, “Do you have any idea who we-”

But she stopped mid–sentence when she caught sight of Mirabella sitting by the window. Her jaw dropped. Wasn’t Mirabella supposed to be waitressing? Why was she sitting

there?

was unmistakably memorable. He was the Davis family’s sharp–tongued second son, a lawyer.

said, “Oh, the irony. Your establishment would rather cater to posers with empty pockets than to genuine patrons like us.

two seconds to assess the situation,

in his eyes. Frowning, she demanded, “What’s

be serving you in the future. That’s final,” the manager said dismissively, then glanced back towards Mirabella, thinking about presenting

right there! I demand a proper explanation, or this matter is far from over!”

his imposing frame

Mandy flinched under his gaze, instinctively

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stepping back.

manager smiled, his eyes once again settling on Mirabella as he spoke in a tone

tighter, a sinking feeling that she might