The waiter hurriedly dropped to his knees and begged profusely, "Mr Meissen, please spare my life."
Mr Meissen had already inferred something from the waiter's gaze and he looked at Han Xiaowan in deliberation.
Han Xiaowan's face was pale, and she discreetly tugged on Mr Meissen's sleeve.
"Okay, rest assured that I will investigate this incident. Guards, take this waiter away."
"Hold on!" Tang Mo'er spoke up, "Mr Meissen, why do you have to bring this waiter away instead of just interrogating him here?"
"This is my turf and he is employed by me. It's my discretion how I want to interrogate him. Rest assured, I'll definitely provide everyone with a satisfactory explanation." Mr Meissen insisted again.
Anyone with a brain could see that Mr Meissen was protecting Han Xiaowan.
