Upon hearing what the waiter just said Ethan stared at him in disbelief, his mind reeling from the shock of the declined payment.
He had been so sure that the card Lady Madison had given him was more than sufficient to cover the cost of the entire meal.
How could it possibly not be enough to pay for the meal he has carefully selected?
"Excuse me."
he said, his voice trembling slightly. "Could you please tell me the total amount of the bill?"
immediately the waiter looked down at the silver tray, his expression turned grim.
"Three point eight million dollars, sir,"
he said, his words falling like lead weights in the sudden silence of the room as they all gaze at Ethan and the waiter.
At that moment Ethan felt the blood drain from his face, his heart pounding in his chest in anger.
