I glanced at Vincent.
“Are you… sick?” The girl from before couldn’t believe it.
Vincent leaned back slightly, his expression casual: “What a coincidence–I’m sick, and she’s a doctor.”
The several people looked at each other.
“A country girl like her is only after your money!”
Vincent’s lips curved slightly as he looked at me: “I don’t have many good points, just lots of money.”
But at this moment, Vincent clearly showed some impatience between his brows.
Vincent’s reaction made everyone’s expressions ugly.
How could there still be people rushing to be taken advantage of these days?
And I looked at Vincent with eyes that clearly wrote: Are you done playing around?
Vincent said nothing, only deepened the curve at his lips.
I slowly looked at them: “Are we close? Is it your place to judge me?”
My methodical retort stunned them all.
This wasn’t quite like the me they used to know.
The old me would only hide when criticized and never dared talk back.
“Hazel, what are you saying? Don’t go too far!” the girl who had spoken earlier said sternly.
I was curious: “Did you all eat something dirty just now?”
They didn’t react immediately, taking a while to understand I was calling them foul–mouthed.
“Hazel, you b***__”
Before the girl could finish, she found her mouth had frozen and couldn’t make any sound. She began shouting in terror, but uke she’d lost her voice, there was complete silence.
The others became frightened.
“What’s wrong? Lily, don’t scare me!”
I withdrew my hand as if nothing happened and picked up a wet towel nearby to wipe my hands.
Vincent’s eyes narrowed, his gaze falling on the girl’s neck.
There remained traces of magic potion that hadn’t evaporated yet–completely unnoticeable unless you looked carefully!
I had just casually waved my hand and precisely splashed the potion on her neck.
I ignored those people and looked at Vincent: “I’m finished eating.”
Vincent said nothing, but his eyes cooled.
After speaking, I slowly stood up and looked at the several people.
Alha Vina Four Brothers Ran Hor Merry
Chapter 20
The girl who had just cursed at me glared at me with particular anger but also fear, opening her mouth but unable to make any soemd.
Now the terror of being unable to speak outweighed her anger at me–she didn’t even know what I’d done to her.
“Remember, I used to like George because I was blind, but if anyone dares mention this in front of me again and remind me how stupid I used to be. your fate will be the same as hers.”
With that, I snapped my fingers.
The manager immediately came over: “Hello, miss, how may I help you?”
I took out a gold card: “I’m in a good mood tonight–pay for everyone in the restaurant. As for these people… throw them out.”
The manager respectfully accepted the card with both hands, saying hurriedly: “Yes, I’ll handle it right away.”
I nodded with a light “mm” and said nothing more.
This gold card was given to me by Blood Moon Pack as payment and gratitude.
With this gold card, all my consumption at any Blood Moon Pack establishment was free, and I enjoyed all service privileges.
Seeing this restaurant manager’s attitude toward me and what I’d said, those several people were all dumbfounded
Were they curious about how I had such privileges?
There’ll be plenty more surprises for you in the future!
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