Minette Morgan suddenly appeared in front of Anna Jadwin, snatched the plate out of her hand, and dumped the food into the trash bin.
Anna Jadwin frowned, still holding a fork.
Minette Morgan tossed away all the food that was set on the coffee table.
"Ms. Minette Morgan, that's very wasteful. The food here is very expensive."
Minette Morgan let out a cold laugh, "It's a waste to eat it, just going into your stomach!"
"..."
"Do you even deserve to eat such expensive food?"
She must be really sick, right? As if the psychiatric hospital hadn't locked its doors tightly…
Anna Jadwin bit her lip, thinking of retorting, but Minette Morgan's hand was raised.
Anna Jadwin instinctively jerked her neck backward, trying to dodge.