However upon giving it a second thought Mr. Brown swallowed hard, his confident demeanor now riddled with cracks.
The manager didn't say anything earlier, and if it was him he would have mentioned it.
Could it be the manager made the mistake or something.
At that moment his gaze darted nervously between Ethan and the York family, the weight of the moment pressing down on him. What if Ethan really called the manager back? What if it turned out to be a mistake? He could already imagine the humiliation, the whispers behind his back.
After he had taken credit for everything.
The fear clawed at him, but before he could muster a response, Serenity's uncle spoke up, his voice laced with irritation.
"Ethan, who do you think you are?" the uncle snapped. "Have you even been to a place like this before? Do you have any idea how things work in establishments of this caliber? This isn't some roadside diner where you haggle over who ordered what!"