"Hey, what's your problem? How do you walk? How do you get things done?" Bianase, with a fiery temper, immediately scolded the waiter harshly.
To her, the fact that they were all standing there, chatting without moving, meant it was only possible that the waiter accidentally bumped into them.
Asher was wearing a long white dress, with a large skirt that dragged on the ground. Such a small move would be hard to notice without paying close attention.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The waiter quickly apologized frantically. Though he served for Bezos, the saying "don't hit a dog without seeing its owner" applied. But he was merely a waiter, and everyone here was either a rich person or a celebrity, none of whom he could afford to offend.
Although he didn't know how he tripped just now, he could only admit fault.
