“Oh, sorry madame!” The waiter quickly uttered in panic.
He was so nervous and pale like he was terrified of something or Arabella could already conclude that the waiter was terrified of someone.
Arabella nodded at the waiter to get him off the hook.
“It’s fine,” She answered quickly getting the table napkin, and then she tapped it on the wet part of her body.
Adam quickly did the same.
Her young boy was too reliable.
Adam helped his mom while people started creating a buzz.
It grew louder and louder like they were speculating on something but with respect to Bill no one dared to show off strongly.
Kelly looked at Arabella with complaining and blaming expression.
Even though it was not Arabella’s fault to create commotion from the crowd, Kelly’s eyes were filled with blame for Arabella.
