Slept With An "Ex-convict Nobody" - A Hidden Trillionaire!

Chapter 24: Café confrontation

“You think tossing a few hundreds around makes you special? Makes you look important?” The waitress snapped. It was as if something about Ethan’s very presence had provoked her—not just the issue of the bill, but a deeper irritation, the kind born out of prejudice and assumption.

The café stirred. A faint murmur rippled across the tables, the clinking of cutlery pausing mid-air. A couple seated near the window exchanged a quick glance, whispering behind their hands. A man in a suit across the room gave a small shake of his head, his disapproval subtle but noticeable.

The waitress, however, seemed to feed on the attention. The more eyes that turned toward them, the more force she put into her words, her pride refusing to allow her to back down. Her cheeks flushed red, her stance stiff with defiance.

“This doesn’t even cover the total,” she declared, slapping the folded bill slip against the table like evidence in a courtroom. Her voice, sharp and accusing. “Are you trying to cheat us?”