'Is this how the waiter felt back then when I ordered a ton of food?' Harry mumbled inwardly.
However, it wasn't in his place to complain so he simply left to get the order.
Immediately Harry left the table, the atmosphere became ten times heavier as the silver haired girl stared at the man with a serious expression.
"Hope you didn't tell 'her' anything about this?" She asked.
"No miss, your sister doesn't know anything about this." The man replied replied in the same calm tone.
The silver girl subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief when she heard the man's words.
"Also, stop with the "miss". It's quite uncomfortable." She said with her eyes drilling into the pitch black eyes of the burly man in front of her.
Even though she wasn't as powerful as he was and he could actually squat her away with one hand, the man still felt a slight chill run down his spine at her gaze.
