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Chapter 1321

Chapter 1321

"Mrs. Griffith, don't get your feathers ruffled, I'll just have a word with someone downstairs.” Mr.

Morrison couldn't handle Eunice's raging temper and quickly looked for a scapegoat.

He turned fiercely to the waiter in front of him, "Tell me, who let that lunatic in?"

A young waitress stepped forward, visibly shaken, her face contorting as if she were on the verge of

tears.

“I'm so sorry, Mr. Morrison, she said she knew Ms. Bella, had a few words for her. She was dressed in

some fancy limited-edition getup, looked like a million bucks, so I reckoned she was a friend of Ms.

Bella's. I didn’t dare give her the cold shoulder, so I let her through."

After all, they should just give Ms. Bella's friends the third degree, right?

If she'd put up a fuss, she might've caught an earful.

"I never dreamed she was off her rocker. I'm so sorry, Mr. Morrison, my bad. It won't happen again, I

swear."

Sally's eyes brimmed with tears, her hands fidgeting nervously.

"You think a ‘sorry makes everything peachy? Didn't you see Ms. Bella get splashed with champagne?

Do you have any idea how much her outfit costs? I'm afraid the price tag might just scare you to death!"

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Morrison, truly sorry. I'll go apologize to Ms. Bella right away." Sally approached

Arabella again, bowing incessantly, tears streaming as she said, ‘I'm so sorry, Ms. Bella, so sorry, Mrs.

Griffith. I had no clue who she was, if I'd known she'd pull such a crazy stunt, I would've never let her

in."

“Cut the waterworks. They're ruining Ms. Bella and Mrs. Griffith's mood! The damage is done, what

good is an apology now!" Mr. Morrison barked, reducing Sally to even more pitiful sobs.

“It's not your fault," Arabella said, her gaze falling on the young girl before her. She was about her age,

yet already hustling for a paycheck.

Seeing a chance for things to cool down, Mr. Morrison quickly scolded, “Ms. Bella's gracious enough to

let it slide, and you're not on your knees thanking her? If you had to cover the cost of her dress, you'd

be working for fifty years and still not make a dent!"

Sally was painfully aware of the price tag on Arabella's clothes. She couldn't afford to pay. Arabella was

kind enough not to fuss was a relief, and gratitude nearly brought her to her knees.

Arabella quickly raised a hand to stop her, "You did nothing wrong. Why kneel?"

If every customer had to be grilled before entering a restaurant, would the place stay in business? Who

would dare to dine there?

And who can guarantee that a customer won't lie? That they were a good person?

"Besides, you wiped the champagne off my dress right away. I should be thanking you."

Sally never expected Ms. Bella to turn around and thank her; she was overcome with emotion.

Eunice, knowing the root of the problem wasn't with the restaurant staff, recalled a pink skirt from the

security footage and a familiar face.

She couldn't help but ask, “Bella, is she the one who tangled with you over that dress on Style Plaza

today? Do you know her?"

Arabella admitted, "Yes, that's her. We know each other."

“Everyone, please leave."

Eunice was having a hard time swallowing her pride. She pulled out her phone and texted Leno,

[There's a girl leaving the Sky Restaurant, in a pink suit, snow boots, with long wavy brown hair. Find

her, stuff her in a sack, and give her a good thrashing.]

Leno was a loyal henchman she'd taken under her wing from Alexander.

After giving the order, Eunice pocketed her phone and looked at Arabella, "You didn't lose out, did

you?"

Arabella replied with a calm smile, "Not at all. She's the one at a loss."