The waiter's face wore a standard smile, but his words were enough to make Yvonne Louise spit three liters of blood. "Yes, you have been blacklisted. 'Spago' will never serve you again!"
Yvonne's face flushed with anger as she pointed at the waiter. "I—I will complain about you!"
"Please go ahead." The waiter's face still wore a standard smile, showing no fear at all. It seemed that he was already used to such situations.
Yvonne felt like she had punched cotton, gritting her teeth as she glared at the waiter in front of her.
The waiter's composed attitude made Joe Louise ponder deeply. Among the numerous Western restaurants in San Heith, "Spago" had the greatest reputation and a continuous stream of customers. Its standing in San Heith for over a decade indicated the substantial background of its owner.