"Beef stew with potatoes, and..."
As one person casually responded, their gaze shifted to her. Upon recognizing her face, a piece of beef held between their chopsticks slipped and fell onto her beautiful skirt.
She jumped in fright and hastily stood up, but a large oil stain remained on her skirt. Now, she couldn't care less about her skirt; holding her chopsticks, her face turned pale.
The worst thing about gossip is having the person it concerns overhear it. Considering what I just said, she... she wouldn't have the CEO fire me, would she?
"This oil stain will probably be hard to wash out; what a shame for the skirt!" Mary, always sharp-tongued, stepped up to defend Vera Wave. She patted the person's shoulder and said with a smile, "Next time you're eating, focus on your meal first before meddling in others' business. It's easy to choke if you talk while eating!"
"Let's eat!" Vera Wave spoke softly.
It's just a meal; there's no need to be so dramatic.
