Chapter 48: A Noble Guest
Chapter 48: A Noble Guest
These words from Maximilian directly caused the temperature in the box to plummet and the
atmosphere turned awkward all of a sudden.
Huh! Instantly, everyone in the room stared at Maximilian with astonishment.
Laura instantly chided, “Maximilian, no one will take you for a mute if you don’t speak! You are going
crazy. Sit down now!”
Laura was furious! She thought Maximilian was deliberately attempting to cause trouble since he stood
up and said these words at this time. Did he want to change upstairs? Because it was not his money,
he didn't feel distressed at all, did he? Was he deaf or was he just trying to cause trouble for them?
Didn't he hear the waitress say the minimum consumption upstairs was one hundred thousand dollars?
One hundred thousand dollars!
Laura didn't have so much money, and even if she had, she wouldn't bring it out!
Victoria also pulled a long face and glared at Maximilian with anger and hatred, saying,
“Maximilian, sit down! Can you stop causing trouble now? Sit there quietly and eat!”
Victoria was about to get mad. Maximilian said what he shouldn't say.
It was at this critical point that he stood out and made a mess of things.
As her husband, why didn't he try to consider for her and share the stress?
And now he even made things worse.
She was so mad!
Travis on the side sneered and said, “Well, Maximilian, will your treat us tonight? If it wasn’t for you to
speak so loudly, I haven't seen that you are still a rich person.
It's your payday, huh? Are your few thousand dollars of salary enough to pay for this room?”
Unbelievable! Maximilian was just humiliating himself.
She didn't know what Victoria was thinking in the first place. She chose a loser like him. Wasn't he
attempting to embarrass Victoria?
Stupid!
The waitress who had just left walked over with a face of indifferent cynicism, looked at the Maximilian
who wore cheap clothes, and asked disdainfully,
“Sir, are you sure you want to switch to the room upstairs?”
What was he doing? He looked like a poor loser but still wanted to go upstairs for dinner? No way!
He didn’t even look at himself in the mirror! Forget it, she had seen this kind of person too many times.
He just pretended to
be a wealthy man.
“Yes.” Maximilian nodded again.
But, Clap! Just then, Victoria was mad and slapped Maximilian on the face. She was angrily scolding
him,
“Shut up! When will you stop making trouble? If you don’t want to eat, go back on your own!”
Victoria's eyes were red at the moment, and she was looking at Maximilian with anger and resentment.
She was too aggravated by his behaviour.
Why did Maximilian want to embarrass her and make her lose face at this time?
Just because he was Travis? Just because he detested Travis?
“Victoria, I can..." Maximilian ignored Victoria's feelings and was just about to explain, but he was stiffly
interrupted by the scolding voice of his mother-in-law on the side!
Laura's face was red at the moment. Her finger was almost poking the tip of Maximilian’s nose, and she
scolded, “You can what? You are just a wimp who always brings disgrace on us! Either you sit there
honestly and wait for dinner, or you go back! You're just a son-in-law in our Griffith family, to live off a
woman, so why do you interfere with anything here? Did you pay for it?”
Laura's scolding was unpleasant, and her saliva flew wildly. She despised such poor bastards like
Maximilian! It would be fine
if he had any money, but he was just a useless loser.
Maximilian clenched his fist, coldness dormant in his eyes. Everyone thought he was a loser, but none
of them knew the truth.
He was the young master of the Dragon Sect, the future Dragon Lord! For one word, he could not only
change the room, he
could even buy the entire restaurant.
On the contrary, Travis, who was sitting on the side, was full of suppressed sneers. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.
He thought Maximilian was an idiot, as he was beaten by his wife and reprimanded by his mother-in-
law. What a wimp!
Meanwhile, the waitress standing aside was already impatient.
Shit! So he was a man who depended on his wife!
Then what was he pretending to be? He still wanted to go and eat upstairs. He was just making fun of
her!
Therefore, the waitress’s attitude also became bad, and said coldly, “Excuse me, do you want to
change or not? Don't keep
us from entertaining other guests.”
Victoria wiped the tear from the corners of her eyes, turned around, and said apologetically,
“Sorry, we don't change.”
Clap! The waitress angrily slapped the menu on the table, then grunted, and cursed,
“If you don't change it, why are you calling me? Why do you come here to eat if you don’t have money?
Don't cause trouble
and pretend to be wealthy.”
Just then, when she turned around, she found a middle-aged man walking in. She was taken aback,
hurriedly bent over, and
said, “Manager.”
Why was the manager coming here all of a sudden? Oh, no! It must be for the sake of other guests.
The middle-aged, square-faced man with a slightly chubby frame and a somewhat ugly face asked in a
cold voice, “What's
going on? It’s so noisy that other guests are complaining!”
The waitress said hurriedly, “Manager, there are some rowdy people here who insist on changing to a
room upstairs.”
With that, she glared hard at Maximilian.
The middle-aged man’s complexion instantly changed and he looked towards the room and saw a
young man who was being scolded hard by a middle-aged woman.
Click! At once, the middle-aged man panicked! He hurriedly pulled out his phone, compared it to a
picture from the restaurant's boss, and immediately sucked in a breath!
It was him!
Thomas came down in a hurry this time just to receive the VIP in the photo! The big boss had
personally explained that the
reception must be of the highest standard, and any requests the guests had must be fully met, and
nothing must go wrong.
But why would such an honored guest be scolded like this? At the thought of that, Thomas had a hint of
fire in his heart and rushed over to Laura, who was berating Maximilian, and said angrily,
“Shut up! How can you do this to Mr. Lee...”
His eyes fell on Maximilian and suddenly met Maximilian’s gaze.
Maximilian frowned, and judged from the dress of this middle-aged man who suddenly barged in, and
the waitress standing respectfully behind him, he guessed