Supreme Commander Damian

Chapter 009

"What's the matter Manager? It's just a fake card," Galvin said with a slight stutter. The man had a bad feeling after seeing the serious look on his Manager's face.

"Who said this card was fake?" the Manager replied loudly, his hands still trembling as he held the rare card.

"Manager, don't scare me like that." Galvin slightly whispered in his Manager's ear, and the man swallowed quickly. "He gave him the card, and the manager could see that his clothes were very shabby, so how could he have a real black card? The Manager should be able to judge well!"

"You fool!" The Manager took the tray in Galvin's hand and quickly smashed it against Galvin's head.

"Manager, please do me a favour, that waiter of yours has been disturbing the peace of that little family. He even broke their card," another customer complained in a complaining tone because of the commotion. He had no appetite for his meal.

"Is that true, Galvin?" asked the Manager, looking at Galvin with a glare because he had told all his workers to be friendly to their customers from the start.

"I-I didn't mean that, I just," Galvin replied uneasily.

"Why is this restaurant's service so bad, sir? I can't just stand by and watch my card being treated like that," Damian interrupted Galvin.

"So this is your black card, sir?" asked the male Manager with a slight sweat.

"Manager, you can't be too polite with him. That card is a fake!" Galvin quickly distracted his superior.

"Seeing how the quality of service is here, I'm sure this place won't be out of business for long." The other customers were quick to comment as they were unhappy that Galvin had kept them from getting free food.

"Manager, don't listen to them, you'd better ask that poor guy to pay for all the food now. He's just trying to trick you into not paying for all the food he ordered," Galvin said, looking at Damian with a sly smile.

Damian, seeing how stupid Galvin was acting, just stared at Galvin without interest.

"Sir forgive me, but can you pay for all this food first? After that, I'll give you justice." The Manager looked at Damian carefully.

Alice couldn't bear to see her husband being cheated and immediately wanted to open her mouth, but her husband quickly stopped her while shaking his head.

"Yes you are right, I can just run away and quickly swipe the card. Remember not to break it again," Damian said with a cold smile, the corners of his eyes displaying a hidden cruelty.

The Manager eagerly took the other black card that Damian threw at him, and the man quickly swiped the expensive card into the debit payment device in his hand.

"You might as well pay for all the food the other customers have ordered," Damian said casually.

"Yes, sir!" The Manager vigorously nodded his head. "Please enter the password, sir," he said as he handed the payment instrument to Damian.

"Manager, you can't believe his nonsense. That card doesn't belong to him, and he won't be able to give you the correct password," interrupted Galvin, rudely taking the payment instrument before Damian grabbed it.

"What are you doing, Galvin? Where are your manners as a servant?" the Manager snapped with emotion; now, he was looking at Galvin with a dissatisfied gaze.

Galvin shook his head. "No, Manager. Don't misunderstand me, just imagine that the black card was stolen by him, do you think this restaurant won't be dragged down later? Think about it further, Manager!" urged Galvin, who still believed that Alice couldn't find a rich man in a short time.

Hearing his subordinate's slightly plausible explanation, the Manager looked at Damian with a doubtful look. "Pardon me sir, but is this card really yours? No, I don't mean to doubt you, but-"

"Don't beat around the bush Manager, we'll know if the card is mine or not once I press the password and what if the card is indeed mine?" cut in Damian in a cold tone. The man was so sick of such long-winded drama.

"My husband is right, you guys have made a bad dining experience for us and you keep accusing my husband of theft. So tell me what you will give my husband if he can prove that we can afford all this food?" said Alice in an angry tone, her patience now completely exhausted.

“They're right, Manager. You and your subordinates are so unreasonable. You have underestimated them all this time when they are your customers!” The other customers cheered in a dissatisfied tone.

Seeing all his customers protesting, Manager Demamin was stunned. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. I just want everything to be clear because we can't break the law." 

"Manager you're scared like that, he's just trying to bully you!" Galvin remained stubborn. The man seemed unable to think normally.

"Why do you keep accusing my husband, Galvin? Can you take responsibility for everything you say?" interrupted Alice while hitting the table in front of her hard; fortunately, Damian quickly picked up his daughter so that Davina was not surprised by what her mother did.

"If you're right, then why are you angry?" Galvin continued to provoke Alice's temper.

"Instead of being unclear like this, why don't you make a bet?" said one of the visitors in an annoyed tone. 

"Good idea, is your husband brave, Alice?" Galvin replied without thinking.

Damian, who heard that ridiculous thing, just laughed mockingly in his heart because Damian, from the beginning, never considered a man as weak and stupid as Galvin as his match.

"Of course, so what do you want to bet? I don't think you'll be able to bet money," Damian taunted with a sweet smile while looking at his daughter, who was starting to look sleepy in his arms.

"You?!" Galvin shouted emotionally. Damian had hurt a man's pride. "Let's make a bet, if what I say is true. Then you have to strip naked and say that you're a liar and a cheater, how about it?" Galvin continued with his crazy idea.