Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 301

For fear of disrupting other customers, the manager was nice enough to talk things over before finally settling the matter.

The waitress also stood up from the ground and kept nodding and bowing to apologize, but the female customer snorted and threw the napkin that she had wiped her clothes into the waitress' face, barely sparing the waitress.

During the whole process, the waitress lowered her head and left in a hurry with a very humble look.

Donna also looked back and shrugged, "That's the way it is in the service industry!"

Wendy nodded in agreement.

In the old days, to pay for Grandma's medical expenses, Wendy used to do a lot of part-time jobs, so she could understand the hard work of the service industry. It was inevitable to make mistakes at work, and often met customers who were reluctant to let her be. However, there were still a few customers who would do this to waiters, and that waitress just got bad luck.

After this small episode, the waiter also brought the steak to the table. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Donna was cutting the steak with a knife and fork, but her eyes were staring at Wendy who was sitting on the opposite side. She put the beef into her mouth and chewed it, saying casually, "Wendy, are you single now, or..." "Uh, yes..." Wendy paused.

"I see!" Donna nodded with a smile, and didn't ask any more questions, but picked her thin eyebrows and said, "I told you in the hotel that I'm thinking of making you my goddaughter. I'm worried about you being alone. Would you like me to introduce you to someone?"

"Aunt, there's no need..." Wendy hurriedly shook her head.

She recalled that Donna had done the same thing four years ago. She couldn't help but emphasize it again, "I don't want to think about it yet."

"That's fine!" Donna didn't insist, but her smile was meaningful.

During the conversation, the waitress passed by with a tray in her hand. It seemed that she had gone back to tidy up. Her hair had been re-tied, but the part of her face that had been slapped was still swollen.

It was also because of her awkwardness that she was holding the dishes with her head lowered down. After handing the salad on the tray to the guest, she nodded and left.

Once again, when she passed by Wendy, Wendy vaguely saw her face this time...

Wendy blinked her eyes, a little confused. She turned her head and looked at the back of the waitress.

Pulling back her eyes and thinking about something, Wendy cut the beef and put it down. "Aunt, I'll go to the bathroom first, you eat first..." "Go ahead!" Donna was drinking red wine and nodded, "Come back quickly, Steak doesn't taste right when it's cold!"

"Okay!" Wendy picked up the food cloth on her legs and stood up.

However, after she left her seat, she did not go directly to the bathroom. Instead, she followed the waitress to the kitchen.

At a distance of a few steps, the waitress held the tray and bowed her head at the door. The restaurant manager in front of her was shouting at her, "Can you do it or not! Tell me yourself, how many times have you spilled soup on a customer?"

"I'm sorry!" The waitress lowered her head.

"Sorry doesn't help!" The restaurant manager didn't buy it at all, and his tone was even worse. "You can't even do such a little thing like serving food. If it weren't for your good looks, I'd send you back to the kitchen to do the dishes! Why did you shed tears? You came here to make money. Do you think you are a rich young lady? Even if you are, not anymore! I warn you one last time, if you make trouble for me again, get out of here as soon as possible!"

"Yes, yes!" The waitress answered repeatedly, afraid that she would be fired.

After the restaurant manager finished, he opened the curtain and went into the kitchen with a glare.

The waitress wiped her tears and turned around, lowered her head, and looked at her hands. She seemed to be very wronged and unwilling, but she had no alternative but to bow her head. She raised her head and was ready to continue to work. When the four eyes met, Wendy was completely stunned.

It really was her...

"Yolanda Lim?"

Wendy couldn't believe that the waitress in front of her was really Yolanda.

The scene just now still lingered in her mind, which shocked her a lot. It's because according to common sense, Yolanda and the female customer would have swapped places, and she should be the one to slap the waitress. She even suspected that Yolanda might have entered the entertainment industry and was just filming scenes...

It was out of Wendy's expectation that Yolanda, who used to be arrogant and domineering like a proud peacock and was all branded would end up like this.

Yolanda's face changed drastically when she saw Wendy, "Wendy?"

"Why are you..." It was hard for Wendy to hide her surprise.

"Oh, you are very happy now, aren't you?" Yolanda gnashed her teeth, which made the swollen part of her face ache. "Stop pretending! You must be very happy to see me like this! Wendy, you must come here on purpose to make fun of me. Why do you have to pretend to be very surprised?"

"Why are you working here as a waitress?" Wendy gulped and was still surprised. "Do you... does Dad know what you're doing?"

Yolanda looked at her with hatred and sneered. "Don't be hypocritical here. Wendy, why am I here? You know exactly why I'm here better than anyone else? It's all thanks to you. I don't know how much you've put into his head!"

"..." Wendy frowned and looked confused.

A waiter who was packing the dishes came quickly and said to Yolanda, "Yolanda, why are you still here? Table No. 16 has been calling you for a long time!"

"I see. I'll go now!" Yolanda answered hurriedly.

When she passed by Wendy, the hatred in her eyes seemed to come from the bottom of her bones.

At the corner, Wendy still went to the bathroom. She walked back thoughtfully, still thinking about why Yolanda would appear here and end up like this, and she couldn't understand what Yolanda said to her just now, especially her last sentence.

What did it have to do with Charlie?

When Wendy returned to her seat, she was stunned again.

She didn't know if it was because she's thinking about Charlie, his rigid facial contours jumped into her line of sight.

Donna, who had been sitting on the opposite side alone like her, now had another person in the next seat.

The waiter next to him had already brought a new set of tableware and a menu. Charlie was browsing through it with a low eyebrow. When Wendy walked over, she heard his calm voice telling the waiter how rare should the steak be. "What a coincidence. Charlie just happened to have dinner with his client here, and he left temporarily, so I asked him to come over and eat with us!" Donna smiled and held the red wine glass. Her tone was apologetic. She cared about Wendy's thought and asked, "Wendy, do you mind?"

Wendy had to shake her head. "No..."