After several tense minutes, Victor, drenched in cold sweat, finally settled the remaining half of the bill.
This brought him a bit more confidence, easing his anxious mind.
"Humph... It's just over eighty thousand dollars. It's not like I can't pay! Who are you trying to scare with those two security guards? What kind of service is this?" Victor slammed a hand on the table, clutching a handful of bank cards and angrily gesturing at the woman.
Although it felt like his heart was bleeding, Victor put on a brave front, trying to maintain his dignity.
"I'm sorry, sir, that's my fault. I'll have them leave right away!" The woman waved her hand, signaling the security guards to go, then bowed apologetically to Victor, though the contempt in her eyes was hard to hide.
"Well, since it's over
