“What did you just say?!” a sliver of panic creeped into John Klein’s voice as he realized the gravity of
the situation. He was only the salary taking restaurant manager. He had insulted and mocked Skylar,
not knowing Skylar was capable of forking out 5 million dollars with a single dial of a button. 5 million
dollars could send him to jail and back ten times over. Skylar even threatened to tear down the
restaurant. His boss would have definitely noticed the amount of money in the restaurant’s bank
account by now, so he could not even take the money and run away.
John found himself in dire straits now. He had no choice but to switch his tone and speak to Skylar
politely. “Sir, please don’t tear the restaurant down. I was at fault just now. I’m sorry for my behaviour!”
he pleaded. “I’m just a worker here, not the decision maker for the restaurant. Let me return the money
to you!”
John immediately used his cell phone to transfer the money back to Dianne’s bank account.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“What about the glass my daughter broke?” Skylar asked coldly.
John waved his hands frantically. “No, sir, you don’t have to pay for it! It was just a normal glass, I
must’ve made a mistake!”
Skylar only acknowledged John with expressionless, cold eyes. John was frozen where he stood, not
knowing what to do.
Valerie, who had witnessed the entire incident, let out an indignant scoff. “A mistake? You clearly made
a judgment and thought he couldn’t afford to pay for the glass!”
“Yes, yes, I did! I misjudged the gentleman!” John admitted reluctantly, knowing he had no other choice
given the situation.
“It’s alright, Skylar. There’s no point being angry with someone like him. Why don’t we let Lola finish her
meal and leave?” Yulia approached Skylar gently.
Skylar nodded, although his expression remained stone cold. “Get out! Don’t disrupt our meal!” he
barked at John.
“Of course, sir! Please enjoy your meal,” John said before he scampered off. As he was leaving
Skylar’s private dining room, a waitstaff at the door informed him. “Mr. Klein, Mr. Whitlock and his
girlfriend are here.”
Before John could even react, the dining room door was pushed open from the outside and a young,
fashionable couple strode in. John quickly plastered on a cheap smile as he hurried toward the couple.
“Mr. Whitlock, you’re here!” John beamed.
Mr. Whitlock acknowledged John with a curt nod, but his gaze fell on Skylar Stone, who was sitting in
his place at the dining room he had booked.
“John, didn’t my secretary call to book out this place half an hour ago?” Mr. Whitlock’s tone was
clipped. “Why is there someone in my seat having a meal?”
John looked at Mr. Whitlock, then at Skylar Stone. He could not afford to offend either party. Caught
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbetween a rock and a hard place, he did not know whether to laugh or cry.
John decided to tread carefully. “Mr. Whitlock, they are also VIP guests of our restaurant,” he began
tentatively. “They were already halfway through their meal when your secretary called. Could you
possibly…”
Mr. Whitlock cut John a murderous glare before he could finish his sentence. John swallowed the rest
of his words as Mr. Whitlock walked past him toward Skylar, who was still seated at the table.
“I’ve booked out the entire restaurant. I’ll give you one minute to clear up and leave,” Mr. Whitlock
ordered impatiently, as if he could not stand to be in the same room with Skylar for another second
longer.
John caught up with Mr. Whitlock and stood just beside him, his eyes flashing a devious glint. He could
not afford to offend Skylar Stone, but Mr. Whitlock certainly could. After all, this Mr. Whitlock was none
other than Todrick Whitlock, the young master of the Whitlock family. The Whitlocks were one of the
Four Great Families. No matter how stubborn Skylar Stone was, surely he could not think to offend a
Whitlock, could he?
John readied himself for a good showdown between Todrick Whitlock and Skylar Stone. Skylar’s eyes
narrowed as he made a quick sweep of Todrick, right before he let the words slip. “Get lost!”