"Waiter." At this moment, coincidentally, a waiter passed by and Baron Stuart's heavenly voice sounded.
The waiter, hearing the call, turned around and respectfully walked towards Baron Stuart's seat, "Sir, what do you need?"
"Get your manager here."
Seeing this scene, Emily Walker not far away was stunned.
However, she also sighed in relief, as she was just afraid he would kiss Iris Carter.
Soon, the restaurant waiter called the manager, and Emily returned to her seat at this moment.
But Iris Carter, whether cheeky or momentarily stunned, didn't plan to get up and move when she came back.
"Young Lord, what can I do for you?" The restaurant manager came over, bent down and asked, his face showing the usual respect.
Baron Stuart didn't look at him, his gaze fixated directly on the petrified Iris Carter, and his lips slyly curved, almost as if smiling, "We've been harassed, could you please ask this lady to leave?"
