Bab 152: Dancer

"What?" The woman looked at me in confusion. She leaned her head closer to me, trying to hear what I was saying again.

"I mean, a special dessert for three people. Get it?" I said in a low voice.

The woman still didn't understand what I was saying. She awkwardly smiled at me. Black Wolf Baker, who was sitting across from me, frowned. He generously gave the woman a gold coin.

"That's all. Please inform the kitchen to serve us the dishes as soon as possible!" He interrupted my conversation with the woman.

"Thank you! If you need any other services, you can call me anytime. My name is Angie!" As the woman spoke, she leaned closer to Black Wolf Baker on purpose, and his eyebrows were almost touching.

He shrank his body toward the window and turned his head. The woman named Angie turned around and left. The other men whistled at her when she passed by the other tables. Her face immediately regained its confidence and radiance.