"Soren, it's not that we're trying to embarrass them, but this embarrassment was sought by Mabel Quinn herself. Besides, they're the ones who want to leave now." Lyra Grant said, giving the manager a look.
The manager stepped forward, instructing the nearby waitstaff to clear all the dishes and glasses from Mabel Quinn's table, clearly meaning to drive them away.
"Would the two guests please leave quickly so as not to disturb other guests."
"Mabel, let's go quickly." Katie pulled Mabel Quinn, wanting to leave cleanly.
Just then, the manager's phone suddenly rang. Seeing it was a call from the big boss, he dared not slack off and quickly answered, but his face turned pale after hearing only a bit. Ignoring Lyra Grant and Soren, he hurried over to Mabel Quinn and Katie, smiling apologetically, "Ladies, I'm truly sorry for my tone earlier. I hope you won't mind. Please return to your table, and all expenses today will be on the house."
