Honorable Hubby Behind Me novel Chapter 72

"Please don’t make an unnecessary fuss here, Miss. Take a look here. We don't have a place for you now. If you want to eat here, then wait. If you don't want to wait, you can leave. We won't miss one customer," the cashier said snobbishly.

Yvonne was so angry she wanted to punch somebody. What sh*tty logic was that? They were not going to provide proper service just because they had a lot of customers? Besides, they should be adhering to their reservation policies when someone actually made a reservation.

The cherry on top was that she said that Yvonne was making an unnecessary fuss even though she was merely standing up for her right!

"I'm not leaving. What are you going to do? Manhandle me?" Yvonne said, parking her hands at her hips.

Samuel could not help but chuckle at the sight. She really could not think of a more...convincing method, could she? Persisting on staying was something a kid would do.

"There's an unruly person here, security," the cashier said into her walkie-talkie. She wanted to throw Yvonne out without mercy.

Three security guards quickly arrived. The ruckus around the cashier attracted the attention of a lot of

customers, who all tuned in as though they were watching an evening soap.

The manager on duty strode over at this moment, wearing a poised and dignified air. "What's going on?" he asked the cashier.

"This person is creating a fuss over nothing, sir. I called the guards to throw them out," she replied.

The figure in charge had finally made an appearance." I booked a table for two for 5.30pm," Yvonne said in a righteous tone, "but why do I not have a table when I arrive?"

The manager checked his watch. "My apologies, but it’s already past the booking time," he said. "Don't you know that time waits for no one?"

Yvonne practically steamed from fury at the manager's words. It had certainly not been 5.30pm when she arrived.

"I came here at 5.25pm. It wasn't 5.30pm then, but you gave our table to someone else," Yvonne argued, trying to fight for her right.

"What nonsense are you talking about you? I'll tell the guards not to hold back if you continue to create a ruckus," the manager said impatiently. The Grand Hyatt never lacked customers. They would not lose business by chasing one or two out.

The security guards pressed forward. Samuel stepped i n front of Yvonne. "Are you saying that we are causing a ruckus?” he said coldly.