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Fortune's Hidden Face

Chapter 341
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Chapter 341

I glanced over at the noisy person, who wore glasses and appeared polite. But when he shouted, it was like a

fierce beast. No one dared to approach him.

The waitress before him lowered her head, not daring to say a single word. Tears kept falling onto the floor.

The boss seemed to be siding with the customer. "Jane, you must have misheard. You offended the guest, and

now you need to take responsibility. The customer is demanding 500 dollars in compensation. Hurry up and give

it to him."

The waitress, who felt aggrieved, raised her head. "But he clearly said it wanted the spice level to be mild."

"You're talking nonsense!"

This had nothing to do with me, and | was just planning to watch and order food. But when | heard the waitress’

voice, | suddenly lost my calm. | walked up to her and pulled her aside. To my surprise, it was Jane.

"W-What are you doing here?"

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She was equally shocked to see me. "Will?"

| looked at her pale face and was speechless.

When she left the hospital, | had given her living expenses and arranged for her to stay at Imperia Manor. She

wouldn't lack money until she graduated from university. So why was she working here? Could she have spent all

the money | gave her?

She becvery nervous under my scrutinizing gaze. "Will, don't misunderstand. I'm working here because |

want to be independent. | don't want to keep relying on you."

"Independent? You've just recovered from your illness. If you overwork and damage your health, won't the

medical bills be even higher? Besides, aren't you going to reapply to my university and study there? How can

you work and study at the stime?"

Jane lowered her head, a little afraid. "I can work and study at the stime. | scored first place in the mock

exam last time."

"Still, you shouldn't be working!"

Jane wasn't just any poor kid. | considered her as a sister of mine. My sister shouldn't be serving food in a

restaurant.

While we were arguing, the

troublemaker with glasses couldn't sit still. "Brat, so you're her brother? Perfect. Then you can pay the 500

dollars. She broughtthe wrong dish and made it too spicy, causingdiscomfort.

"I need ten times the compensation. And based on the law, if tenfold of the original amount is less than 500

dollars, the total compensation defaults to 500 dollars!"

Jane was about to argue, but | pulled her behind me.

"You said she brought you the wrong dish? Do you have proof that you ordered medium spice? And how do you

prove that your stomach hurts? You're just talking nonsense and trying to scam her. Do you think that you're

sold man?"

The man with glasses widened his eyes, his face red in anger. "If it hadn't been so damn spicy, why would | even

bother coming to her? It's not like I'm short on 500 dollars!"

"I think you're lacking, and badly so, to the point where you're shamelessly trying to extort a young woman."

"What did you say?" The man was furious but had no retort.

To my surprise, the boss stepped forward and began supporting the troublemaker. "Brat, who do you think you

are? Who permitted you to offend a valued guest in my restaurant?"

| sneered, glancing at the dishes on

the table. This plate of seafood boil is worth at most 30 dollars. Are people who eat here for 30 dollars

considered valuable guests? Your restaurant is a dump."

"Whose restaurant are you calling a dump-"

"I'm talking about your restaurant." | quickly fired back, not giving him a chance to respond, "Your employee is

being wronged, but you're not standing by her.

"Instead, you're colluding with the troublemaker. Your restaurant has no morals. | bet the food here isn't even

made from quality ingredients. It's all probably recycled oil and rat meat."

As soon as | said this, the few tables of customers in the restaurant quietly set down their cutleries.