
Since Jarvis did not try to stop him, Yolanda continued to make rude comments from time to time. Gerald on the other hand, was treated as if he did not exist.
After two long hours of shopping without stopping to rest, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening. Since there were several restaurants in the building, Jarvis suggested that they find a place to eat dinner. They will be able to talk more while sitting down.
Naturally, Michelle and her friends accepted the offer and they soon found a nearby restaurant. Finally able to sit down, Gerald put down their bag and sat down at one of the tables as well.
"And who said you could sit here ?!" shouted a voice just as Gerald sat down.
“Are we not eating? Is it wrong for me to sit? ” asked Gerald, obviously upset.
The voice belonged to Yolanda and she had already reached her limit. Her jealousy had defeated her rationality because she had to see Michelle talk to Jarvis all along. Since he wasn't noticed enough, he decided to make a fuss and just yelled at Gerald.
"Just see! Who do you think you'll sit with us? As if you could be at our level! Save yourself some embarrassment and stay on your own track!” yolanda shouted again. He was clearly referring to others at the same time.
"Now what do you mean by that?" snapped Gerald.
“Gerald Crawford, why are you even fighting him? Just let him, plus, he's telling the truth! Seriously, fight with a girl. What kind of man are you?” queeny. She knew Yolanda was upset so she ended up scolding Gerald as well.
"Gerald Crawford?" At that moment, Michelle turned to look at Gerald. Isn't that the name of her blind date? Was this person before him really the blind date he should have been on?
“Oh, you may not know who he is. He was my grandfather's neighbor and he rented our unit. I invited him so he could carry our bags! I will treat him to lunch later as a thank you, ” said Queeny. She was afraid that Yolanda would end up fighting with Michelle, so she quickly tried to change the subject.
“Ah, I understand!” michelle replied as her cheeks flushed red with a little embarrassment. He glanced at Gerald again and felt very awkward.
He then turned to look at Queeny who seemed to know nothing about the blind date. If neither Queeny nor Gerald brought up the topic, Michelle would rather bring that knowledge to her grave.
“Excuse me, miss! It's pretty hot!”
The voice came from a servant whose path was blocked by Yolanda. As Yolanda turned around, her arm hit the corner of the tray and the maid almost lost her grip. Thank goodness he could hold it. However, a bit of soup finally spilled onto Yolanda's elbow.
“I'm so sorry, Miss! Are you okay?" apologise to the waiter immediately.
But his apology was only met with a hard slap on Yolanda's cheek.
“Why don't you see where you're going? How dare you spill soup on me!” Yolanda's rationality has long sailed, and only anger lives within him now. He had been humiliated in front of Jarvis for too long, so he directed all his anger at the servant.
The waiter himself looked quite young. He looked like someone who had just finished high school. The slap shocked him, and he was now just staring at Yolanda in disbelief. Gerald and the others were also dumbfounded. No one expected Yolanda to actually hit someone.
“Natalie? Natalie, what's going on? Who hurt you?"
At that moment, the restaurant manager ran out to help. Following him were several other servants and servants. When they helped him stand up, some people who followed the manager out and even the manager himself looked frightened.
"He did!" natalie shouted while pointing at Yolanda. Her other hand cupped her swollen cheeks.
“How dare you! Do you even know who he is?" the manager pouted as he glared at Yolanda.