Elsa Hebert was expressionless: "Mr. Olson has any orders, you can just ask."
Nash Olson touched his chin: "How did Ms. Hebert come to work here?"
"This is my personal question." Elsa Hebert replied neither humble nor overbearing: "I am sorry for the inconvenience of answering."
It's quite arrogant.
The interest in Nash Olson's eyes deepened!
"Then let me change the question." He stared at her with his eyes, jokingly: "Ms. Hebert... came here to work because he lacked money? Then you... are you going to sell yourself?"
The voice just fell!
Almost everyone in the box sensed the ambiguous taste of these words!
There was a timid whisper.
"Who is this person?"
"I do not know!"
"A mere waiter actually got Mr. Olson's favor?"
"But let's not say, I've been to Party Queen for so long, and I haven't seen such a beautiful one! If it were me, I wouldn't let this beauty go!"