"How pretentious." Natalie Campbell's mouth just couldn't stop murmuring, and she didn't realize that her voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.
The waiter looked at Natalie sympathetically, thinking that she was truly ignorant of her own limitations.
Henry Russell clenched his teeth, his cheeks beginning to tense up due to what Natalie was saying. He slowly turned around, his gaze sharply fixed on her.
"What did you just say?" Every word from Henry was filled with anger, anger towards Natalie.
Gathering her courage, Natalie was about to refute Henry. After all, the situation had already escalated to this point, so she had nothing to fear.
But as soon as she raised her head and saw Henry's gaze, she immediately lowered it again out of fear. Henry in front of her looked like a terrifying monster, albeit an attractive one.