"We can just move the table here," Fred replied, and it was almost too easy to read the guy.
"Move our table? Oh, that would be too troublesome, we wouldn't want to burden the hardworking staff. Why don't we just offer our table to your other esteemed guests? After all, I'm such a model of politeness and courtesy," I chuckled, gesturing towards the table at the far back.
Fred was utterly speechless in the face of my shamelessness, but what could he do other than to go along with the flow?
"You can thank me later for my good intention," I whispered to him
I'm not foolish enough to play the humble cliche protagonist, only to wait for the perfect moment to be insulted by others and stage a triumphant comeback. I mean, let's be honest, I'm just too rich and handsome for anyone to even think about trying that.
So, instead, I've decided to make this party a source of entertainment, at their expense, of course. Sure, it might make me look a bit of an asshole, but who cares? I've done far more questionable things, and holding back on being a jerk just seems like a waste of my talents.
"I think the staffs wont mind ," Fred scratch his head.
"Alright, well, you did pay for this place," I replied nonchalantly, gesturing for Ayumi to follow.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Misa seething with anger. If I were just an ordinary person, they might have already called the guards or thrown me out of the party.
But I'd made it clear that I had connections, announcing my relationship with the hotel's owner, and even having a staff member refer to me as "young master." They were left with no option but to swallow their pride and kiss my ass.
Meanwhile, the trio was still behaving somewhat awkwardly, too self conscious that all eyes were on us. But that didn't bother me in the slightest.
"I had no idea you were this wealthy, Mr. Zyn," Lizzy asked, breaking the tension in our table. I half-expected her to bring up my wealth; it seemed like this girl had an uncanny attraction to money, for whatever reason.
Lizzy and Ria exchanged a knowing glance, recognizing that their dear friend was head over heels in love and couldn't even handle a light-hearted joke.
Meanwhile, Ayumi continued to cling to me, holding me tight, and I didn't mind it at all. It was precisely what made her so refreshing in my eyes. Her adorably normal behavior made me feel like a normal person.
"Don't worry, no one could steal me away from you," I teased her with a smile.
She didn't respond and just turned her head down shyly. It appeared that she wasn't quite used to public displays of affection just yet.
"Here is your food, sir ,"
Finally, the food graced our table, and it was evident they hadn't skimped on the dishes as they presented the dishes.
In fact, we seemed to have a more food compared to the other tables. Fred was more sensible than I gave her credits for.
However, his girlfriend continued to direct daggers at Ayumi with her gaze. Women could be quite hard to handle most of the time. Unlike men, who often choose their battles wisely, some women believe that their biology granted them superpowers to act though, even when the odds weren't in their favor.
I could sense something brewing in her eyes, and I couldn't help but anticipate what she might have in store.
'I hope your plans are entertaining enough to amuse me,' I chuckled to myself, picturing Misa's likely irritated expression.
Honestly, she didn't look too shabby at all; in fact, she was quite passable. She even outshone Lizzy in terms of attractiveness, with only Ayumi truly overshadowing her in terms of the melons and cuteness department .
"Our special guest has arrived!" the host announced.