As they continued to talk, the other waitress arrived with the ordered food and dropped it on the table.
"Hey, take that food to my reserved table. They are not eating here anymore." Daniella said and the waitress was confused.
"I don't understand. They ordered the food. You are not the one that ordered the food." The waitress said.
"I know but I need the food. There is no point serving it to them because they will be leaving soon."
"Anabel can you stop this drama?" Desmond said. "You are causing a scene already. Remember you are pregnant and so she is. This is not good for your pregnancy. I will leave here if you don't behave yourself."
"Ohhh! You are standing for her? You still love her? You are standing for this cheating prostitute?"
"Hey, Mind your words." Sylvester spoke up. "I won't sit here and watch you call my girlfriend a prostitute when you are worst than her."
"Hey, you choiceless human being that goes for the rejected ones.You should be hiding yourself in shame. I'm sure you are pestering around her because of her prostitution money."
"Hey," Sylvester got angry and got up from the seat. "I've been keeping cool with you but one more words from you and you will land in hospital. I don't care whether you are pregnant or not."
"Watch your step man." Desmond threatened."Because I will kill and bury you if you touch my woman."
As the confrontation escalated, the restaurant manager appeared. He was drawn by the commotion. He recognized Anabel immediately, knowing her reputation and status as a billionaire heiress.
"What is happening? Is there a problem here?" He asked.
"Thank goodness you are here. I want this two riffraff to leave this restaurant." Daniella said.
"Why? What happened?" The manager asked.
"I don't want to be seeing them while I eat. They disgust me. I will like you to send them immediately." Daniella said.
"Do you know who you are telling me to send away? Aren't you afraid?" The manager asked.
"Afraid of who? This prostitute? Why will I be scared of her."
"I'm sorry but if someone is going to leave, then you will be the one." The manager said
"You are not serious right?" Daniella asked.
"I'm serious. If one of you is going to leave, then you are the one." The manager repeated. "And with that, I'm going to ask you to leave."
"What? You want to kick me out because of her? I'm your valuable customer and all these waitress know. Have she charmed you already?"
"I don't know what you are talking about but I want you to leave." The manager said and turned to Anabel. "I'm so sorry for the troubles. Your satisfaction is my priority and I'm going to send her away now for disturbing you."
The manager turned to Daniella again. "Are you leaving of should I call the security on you?"
"Don't do what you will regret."
"This restaurant maintains a high standard of decorum, and we do not tolerate such behavior. Not when Anabel is involved."
Daniella's face turned red with fury and disbelief. "You can't be serious! Do you know who I am?"
The manager nodded. "Yes, ma'am, I do. And I also know who Ms. Anabel is. Don't ever compare yourself to her. Now I will ask you to leave for the last time."
"Daniella, let's go. You have succeeded in embarrassing me. let's go." Donald said.
But Daniella was beyond reason. "No! I will not be told to leave! They are the ones who should go!"
The manager stood firm. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but if you refuse to leave, I will have to call security."
Realizing that she had no choice, Daniella huffed and turned on her heel, storming out of the restaurant in anger with Desmond trailing behind her.
"And don't ever come here again. From today, you are banned from coming to this restaurant." The manager declared behind her back.
As they exited, the restaurant's atmosphere gradually returned to normal, though whispers and curious glances followed their departure.
"I apologize for the disturbance, Miss. Anabel. You are free to call me if you need anything. Enjoy the rest of your evening." The manager said and Anabel smiled. "Thank you a lot. I appreciate."