Selina arched a brow, her tone cool. "Oh? I thought the two of you were talking such a big game, like you could give me anything I wanted. Turns out it was just empty words."
She rose slightly from her seat. "Honestly, it's not like I'm desperate for this meal. You both blew up my phone, begged me to come. I show up, you say I can order whatever I want. I did—and now you claim my request is too much, too unreasonable. Tell me, was this dinner something I insisted on having?"
"You shameless little—!"
June snapped, her face twisted with fury. "Opening your mouth and asking for osmanthus fish, who do you think you are? You just want to embarrass me! You knew perfectly well that dish has to be pre-ordered, and yet you—"
Her words cut off when Selina's sharp gaze slid toward the manager.
The manager instantly understood. Stepping forward, he interrupted June's outburst and bowed respectfully to Selina.
