They were just out for a simple meal.
The woman Young Master Garrison brought is a little internet celebrity, usually very arrogant and domineering.
She could ignore her, but she couldn't afford to offend Young Master Garrison.
President Hughes clearly knew the other party.
Chloe Shaw, under the watchful eyes of a group of clients, apologized expressionlessly: "I'm sorry."
Sometimes you have to fight for principles, but some principles are just bullshit.
The grievances she had suffered for this job were not just once; her apologies were casual and swift.
"Is an apology enough? She hit me, I want to call the police to arrest her!"
The little internet celebrity, emboldened by someone's support, brazenly demanded to call the police.
Young Master Garrison frowned slightly and reprimanded: "Didn't they say you hit first?"
The internet celebrity immediately fell silent and dared not speak more.
"Crying thief to catch a thief, huh."
