Mr. Warner, Your Wife is Running Away Again!

Chapter 1067: Evening Star Arc, Difference in Status

The restaurant manager saw the VIPs arrive and immediately stepped forward to greet them, "Mr. Warner, please come upstairs, the room you reserved is ready."Vincent Warner did not move to go upstairs, and the people behind him did not dare to act rashly.

His gaze fell openly on Stella Charlie, and after a moment of silence, he asked the manager, "Are there any spots downstairs?"

The manager was momentarily stunned, then quickly replied, "Yes, yes, yes, there are still some seats available here, separated by screens, relatively quieter, I..."

"Take us there." Before the manager could finish speaking, Vincent Warner suddenly spoke up, his tone having a commanding note.

The manager followed Vincent Warner’s line of sight toward Stella Charlie, who was nervously frozen in place.

The manager quickly nudged her with his hand and whispered, "Why are you standing there? Take President Warner over."

At this moment, Stella Charlie clearly felt the difference in status between the two; she slightly nodded and respectfully made a gesture of "please," softly asking, "This way, please, for how many guests?"

Vincent Warner was the first to head toward the direction Stella Charlie had indicated, and as they brushed past each other, a slight breeze carrying that familiar perfume scent wafted by Stella Charlie’s face.

She had originally hoped to keep the fact that she knew Vincent Warner a secret, but now that they were pretending not to know each other, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

After arranging the seats, Stella Charlie waited at the table while Vincent Warner finished ordering.

She also did her best to treat him as an ordinary guest, maintaining the necessary smile and politeness to prevent her emotions from appearing unusual.

At Yvonne Quincy’s table, a few girls were staring over there, discussing, "Isn’t that Vincent Warner?"

"This woman is shameless, isn’t she? She sees a man with power and status and just clings on, it’s really disgusting!"

Yvonne Quincy snorted coldly, "Don’t worry, how could Second Young Master Warner fancy a waitress like her? What’s their family status? She really doesn’t know her place!"

"She probably only cares about money, right? Banking on youth and looks, she can still sell herself. A rich man like Second Young Master Warner might indulge her, and he’s certainly generous."

"She might even proudly brag about getting into Second Young Master Warner’s bed later!"

Even though Yvonne Quincy knew that the Second Young Master from The Warner family wouldn’t develop any kind of love story with a mere waitress, as her friends suggested, having a one-night stand with Vincent Warner would be an elevation of status for Stella Charlie, and that thought irked her.

To make Stella Charlie embarrass herself, when Stella was carrying a tray of tea, Yvonne Quincy deliberately stood up, pretended to sprain her ankle, and collided with Stella Charlie.

Seeing Stella Charlie’s hand reddened and blistered by the hot water, Yvonne Quincy feigned an apologetic tone and said, "Oh, I’m so sorry, did I knock into you?"

Withstanding her hand’s pain, before Stella Charlie could say anything, another girl sitting nearby pretended to be concerned about Yvonne Quincy, quickly pushing Stella Charlie aside, "Xiaomeng, are you alright?!"

The ceramic teacup shattered on the ground, emitting a piercing noise that drew the surrounding attention.

Wet clothes clinging to her skin, Stella Charlie heard another girl from Yvonne Quincy’s table get up and blame herself, "What’s wrong with you? You couldn’t even serve tea properly! This scalding water splashed on my friend; can you afford the compensation?"

The manager hurried over to smooth things over, "Sorry everyone, she’s new here. Are you okay? Let’s step aside to handle this?"

Yvonne Quincy had initially intended to use this chance to make things difficult for Stella Charlie, but seeing Vincent Warner approach, she changed her mind and understandingly said, "It’s alright, it’s alright, I accidentally bumped into her; I should be the one apologizing to her."