Revenge on the Rude Waiter

Ethan stormed up to me with a face full of fury and shoved my shoulder hard.

"Who told you to come now? Get the hell out!"

He then barked at the other male waiters behind him.

"What are you all standing around for? Get over here and drag this broke loser out! The manager said the executives' car is already downstairs. If this guy causes any trouble, we won't be able to pay for it with our lives!"

Yvonne trembled in rage. She stepped forward and slapped Ethan across the face.

"Who do you think you are, talking like that? You're fired!"

Ethan didn't recognize Yvonne. He glanced at the black case in her hand and assumed she was someone I had hired to back me up. Without hesitation, he slapped her back.

"You old hag, who the hell do you think you are? How dare you hit me? Someone get over here. Throw these two out!"

Several waiters immediately ran over, grabbed Yvonne and me, and pinned us down near the entrance.

"Ouch! My back–"

I hadn't expected Ethan not to recognize Mandy's mother.

"Ethan, open your eyes and look carefully. I'm the executive you mentioned!"

I stated my identity outright, but it only made them burst into laughter.

Ethan grabbed my collar and punched me hard. He then followed up with several slaps.

Held down by multiple men, I couldn't move. Blood immediately seeped from the corner of my mouth.

"Pathetic loser. Take a good look at yourself. How dare you pretend to be Mr. Keele from Sylas Group? You have no idea how much trouble you're in!"

"Ahh! Mr. Keele!"

Yvonne screamed in a trembling voice when she saw me being treated like this, but Ethan shoved a filthy rag into her mouth to silence her.

"What are you all waiting for? Beat that old woman up! Teach them a lesson before the executives arrive, then dump them in the alley trash bins!"

At Ethan's command, they started slapping Yvonne as well. It turned into a full-blown assault.

That was when Mandy finished handling things and hurried out.

"What's all this noise? Mom!"

She ran forward and forcefully pushed the waiters away.

"How dare you hurt my mom? Do you have a death wish?"

Gasping for breath, Yvonne snapped angrily, "These are the wonderful employees you hired? They even dare to hit your own mother!"

The waiters' faces were all drained of color.

"N-No. It wasn't our idea. Ethan told us to do it!"

Ethan was so shocked he started stuttering.

"T-That's your mom? I-I didn't know. I thought she was with the kept man–"