Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 733 - 751: Pain should be shared by everyone (4)

Chapter 733: Chapter 751: Pain should be shared by everyone (4)

That man looked disdainfully at Ella Adams, and still sat arrogantly in his seat, with one leg crossed high over the other, saying, "I want to see your boss."

"Hello, I am the boss here." Ella Adams maintained a polite smile and asked softly in the most standard Mandarin, "Excuse me, sir, do you need any help?"

"Boss?" That man looked Ella Adams up and down with a very disdainful gaze, clearly disbelieving that a woman of her young appearance could be the boss here, so he spoke with a somewhat perfunctory tone, "Miss, don’t joke around, just you, a boss? More like a little love interest your boss keeps."

"How can you talk like that?" The restaurant manager who was beside Ella Adams whispered a scolding.

"How do I talk? I talk with my mouth, right?" The man took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, and before he even took a puff, Ella Adams’s voice came once again, composed and polite, "I’m sorry, sir, our restaurant is non-smoking."

It was as if the man hadn’t heard her at all; he put the cigarette butt in his mouth, took a puff, and apparently didn’t pay any attention to Ella Adams.

Ella Adams frowned and patiently reminded him once more, "Sir, our restaurant is non-smoking!"

It seemed that the man found Ella Adams’s two consecutive reminders annoying, so he stood up with a jerk, stared straight at Ella Adams, and said, "Do you have enough? I said I want to see your boss. If you’re not the boss, don’t talk to me. There’s hair in the food you serve, you know! The customer is God, do you know that?"

The customer is God... God is always right... Ella Adams still carried a smile and said, "I will solve the issue with your meals, but please, sir, put out your cigarette first."

The next second, the man rudely cursed at Ella Adams, "Don’t think you can fool me just because you’re a beautiful woman. I’m not falling for it. Get lost, you damn woman."

The words were crude and hurtful.

Ella Adams, who had never been cursed like this since she was young, felt a surge of anger in her heart. Just as she turned around and was about to ask the restaurant manager to call a security guard, someone darted out from behind her, rushed towards the man standing in front of her, and swung his arm to punch the man, sending him falling onto the dining chair behind him.

This scene happened extremely quickly, and by the time Ella Adams and the restaurant manager regained their composure, they only saw Elijah Smith holding a chair and pressing it against the man’s neck, saying, "Apologize!"

Ella Adams maintained her polite demeanor, which froze for a moment before she calmly looked up at Elijah Smith with her black eyes.

Elijah Smith just stared at the man on the ground. Seeing that he remained silent, he single-handedly grabbed the chair, jabbed it at the man’s chest, and continued in a gloomy voice, "Apologize!"

The man raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and without saying a word, picked up his mobile phone and dialed 110.

"Hello, there’s a fight at the third-floor restaurant of Cecille Grand Hotel on Arandalle XX Road."

As if not hearing the man calling the police, Elijah Smith ignored his own criminal record and instead kicked the man’s mobile phone out of his hand, grabbed his collar, forced him to kneel in front of Ella Adams, stepped on his back, and said, "Apologize!"

Ella Adams pursed her lips, and as if she hadn’t seen the scene in front of her, she walked to the dining table in her high heels, picked up a dish, and used the tableware to pull a strand of hair out of it. She then faced the man on the ground and said, "Is this the hair you’re talking about?"