Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies

Chapter 27

Chapter 27 “Can’t afford it?” Anthony asked calmly, his eyes dark as usual. “Yeah! She wore cheap clothes and came here to eat for free. She is a little weird! After all, we’re one of the finest restaurants in Luton. The poor would want to try once before they die!” the manager said. Anthony walked in without a change of expression. The manager said, “Mr. Marwood, your room is this way…” Yet, Anthony did not seem to have heard him, and he kept walking. He had one hand in his pocket and another hand pulled out a chair. He sat down, and his eyes were cold. Anne pursed her lips, and her head tilted. She looked away from him. The manager was quick to realize. If not, he would not have become the manager. Seeing that this was abnormal, he was terrified. Could it be that they knew one another?

However, the clothes on this woman… “How much?” Anthony asked darkly. “This…no! She did not owe us anything. She did not eat for free. This lady wears the most expensive shirt in the world. I was foolish not to realize!” the manager said in terror. He would say anything to make up for it! In front of him, he was merely an ant! Anne saw the manager looking like a completely different person, and she thought to herself, ‘You were not wrong. I’m not wearing an expensive shirt. You’re merely intimidated by the powerful Anthony…’ Seeing that Anthony did not speak, the manager quickly asked the staff to clean the table. He asked, “Mr. Marwood, what would you like to have today?” “The usual.” “Yes, sir! I will prepare for it.” The manager bowed deeply and only stood upright after walking away. He wiped the sweat on his forehead. Anne could tell that this was not the first time Anthony had dined here. She did not know if she was unlucky or what. At least she was not arrested by the police…

“Thank you, but I don’t have the money to pay you. You could take that away from my salary,” Anne said. There was no way for her to take out the money from her bank account. “The amount you can’t afford is less than how much I’d pay for a meal,” Anthony said coldly. Anne understood what he meant. He was looking down at her. “If you want to, you can actually,” Anthony said abruptly. “What?” Anthony did not speak but merely looked at her dangerously. The bad memories flushed her head. Her face turned red, and she gulped. Anthony looked at her darkly and did not move. Michelle ran over and yelled, “Anthony! Anthony, it’s really you! thought…I thought I was delusional!” Anthony looked up and saw the charming face. “Anthony! Do you remember me?” Michelle asked with anticipation. “The daughter of the Grainger family.” Anthony looked away, looking impatient. “Yeah! I’m Michelle Grainger. I used to play in the Marwood Mansion.” She was pleased that he remembered her. The man before her was more charming than before. His body was well built, and his face was handsome. Her admiration for him had deepened. When she saw Anne sitting opposite him, she was instantly less pleased. Anne seemed uncomfortable, and she said, “I’ve something to do. I’ll leave now.”

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