The moment Thaddeus's words left his mouth, a series of shrieks echoed through the restaurant.
Jareth immediately thought of the woman he brought along, who would definitely not just sit quietly. Put her and Ilara together, and something was bound to happen.
"I'm kinda busy right now, I've got a situation here. Let's chat some other time, okay?"
Just as Jareth was about to hang up, Thaddeus's voice pierced his ears like a sharp knife. "Jareth, where are you?"
Another round of screams interrupted, even more ear-piercing than the last.
"I'm at the K Orld Hotel's restaurant."
Jareth hurriedly returned to the restaurant.
Upon opening the door, the scene he saw completely overturned his understanding. Ilana had his date's hair in her left hand, her head pressed against the table, and her right hand holding her arms, rendering her immobile. It was like a scene straight out of a badass female cop arresting a criminal.
Jareth initially worried that Ilana might be bullied, but seeing this, he felt his worries were unnecessary. So he crossed his arms, a smirk playing on his lips, and started to enjoy the show.
"I'm going to file a complaint, I'm going to sue you! I'll make sure you can't survive in Elmsworth!" His date's face was squashed against the table, her features distorted, but she was still screaming.
"You better hurry then, or the slap mark I left on you will fade, and you won't be able to determine the extent of the injury."
Evadne remained expressionless. If it weren't for this woman trying to attack her, she wouldn't even bother touching her.
Seeing Jareth return, the woman immediately started crying for help, "Mr. Jareth, save me."
"Alright, that's enough." Jareth approached and pulled Ilana away. His tone carried no hint of blame, rather, and it seemed as though he was placating a child.
He didn't see any problem with it, as he had once had four women engage in a street brawl over him. The main concern was that Ilana was his friend's ex-wife, and he was worried that this incident might embarrass Thaddeus.
"Mr. Jareth. What do you mean enough?! This woman hit me. She slapped me, pulled my hair, and left me in a mess. You must get justice for me." His female companion had her hair disheveled, and she was so infuriated that she was on the brink of madness.
Evadne calmly sat on her chair, looking at the disheveled woman. Jareth's gaze followed her long legs, finally coming to rest on her smooth-skinned feet in heels.
He always had this quirk, perhaps because he was used to pretty faces. When choosing a woman, he'd always look at their feet first. Evadne's feet were the epitome of perfection; they were simply too beautiful.
"Did you provoke Ms. Ilana in some way?" Jareth asked, staring straight at Ilana.
"Why should I apologize?" His date was so angry her face turned red.
"You like me, Ms. Ilana doesn't, so it can't possibly be Ms. Ilana who started trouble." Jareth reasoned naturally.
Evadne raised an eyebrow slightly, thinking that Mr. Jareth was indeed smarter, much better than his annoying buddy Thaddeus.
"Mr. Jareth, how could you treat me like this? I'm your girlfriend." She cried and ran over to hug Jareth, but he stepped back in disgust, leaving her to stumble and almost fall.
"Girlfriend? Says who." Jareth's gaze suddenly turned icy, causing his date to choke in shock. "Apologize and leave immediately. I don't want to see you again."
In all of Elmsworth, everyone knew about Mr. Jareth's temper. When he smiled, he could do anything. When he didn't, it was trouble.
"I'm sorry." His date reluctantly apologized, covered her face, and scurried off.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Ilana, for the unpleasant scene." Jareth immediately put on a smile, his expression somewhat awkward.
"Since Mr. Jareth had her apologize to me, I’m gonna let it go."
Evadne glanced at the watch on her wrist and stood up, "I need to get back to work, Mr. Jareth, feel free to stay."
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