"Do you know who the owner of this gold card is? How dare you refuse me?" Malcolm snapped.
The waiter's face changed in horror. She really didn't expect to meet such an unreasonable guest.
The owner of the restaurant happened to be there. Seeing the conflict, he hurried over to ask. "What's the matter?"
The waiter hastened to tell him what had happened.
Patty, who hadn't bothered to get involved, had waited at a distance, but when Malcolm couldn't fix it for quite a while, she came over with displeasure.
"Mr. Watson, I just want a private room for you. Can't you get it for me?" she asked, displeased.
At the sight of her, Mr. Watson's entire face immediately changed.
He said quickly and obsequiously, "Miss Sanchez, don't say that. It's just a private room. If you like it, I'll find a way."