Brace Yourself for Trouble!
She couldn't stand the sight of Cynthia, who clearly had no money but pretended to be wealthy, carrying an air of superiority.
"Before settling the bill, I'd like to meet your floor manager," Cynthia said.
Her tone was indifferent, slow, carrying a chilling intimidation.
The manager's face changed rapidly.
She believed that Cynthia, at this critical moment, was just trying to scare her.
"Our manager doesn't have time to deal with someone like you," Manager responded with an indifferent attitude, looking at Cynthia. "Moreover, even if you bring our manager here, what can you achieve?!"
Cynthia remained silent, only a cold smile playing on her lips as she took out her phone and made a call.
Yvonne watched Cynthia turn away, thinking she was trying to escape. She quickly stepped forward, blocking Cynthia's path. "Cynthia, where are you going? Our bet isn't over yet!"
"I'm on the sixth floor; bring your people down immediately," Cynthia said before hanging up.