"Have you all had enough? Any more chirping and you can all fucking get out!" Fiona Sutton finally lost her temper. She smacked the table and roared.
The thunderous sound quelled the entire Private Room, silencing everyone. All the men turned to look in her direction.
The men started to jeer, displeased that Fiona Sutton was losing her temper. "Fiona, what are you yelling about?" one of them called out.
This girl was good in every way, except for her bad temper. Another flaw was her utter lack of manners; even men were more refined than her.
"Whether I shout or not is none of your damn business! Shut your pie holes! If you want to eat, sit down. If you don't, then fuck off!" Fiona Sutton retorted, refusing to be intimidated. These people were truly shameless.
"What did you say?" A man started to object, walking towards her.
