Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 606

She gave Zeke’s sleeve a light tug to signal him to keep quiet. Then she ordered in earnest.

Wanting to embarrass Zeke, Mance joked, “I heard that you have a small appetite and can only eat porridge. Waiter, please give him a small bowl of porridge. Thank you.”

Nancy chuckled. “That’s right, the mushier it is, the better. A lousy person deserves a lousy meal.”

Zeke looked at Mance calmly. “Since you look down on kept-men, I’m sure you must have a strong stomach. Waiter, give him a pot of hot stew.”

Nancy protested angrily, “Stop! This is not your place to speak. Today, Mance is the one in charge. You will eat whatever he tells you to! I’ll repeat myself one more time. Until you can reserve the whole place, you should just keep your mouth shut.”

Zeke countered, “Didn’t I tell you I own the place? Why do I still need to reserve it?”

Mance laughed in disbelief. “Is that so? Let’s see if the server listens to the distinguished guest or to their ‘boss’.”

Once Nancy and Lacey had their orders taken, the server went back to the kitchen to prepare.

After a while, Nancy’s and Lacey’s food was served. It looked delicious and exquisite with its appetizing colors.

As Nancy dug in, she sneered, “Where’s the porridge? Isn’t it ready yet?”

Before the server could respond, Mance interrupted, “Nancy, didn’t you order the porridge to be cooked until it became mushy? It’s difficult to achieve the liquefied texture in such a short time.”

Nancy laughed. “That’s right. Please take your time to cook it. It’s fine for you to serve it after we’re done eating.”

Meanwhile, Nancy ate slowly as she observed Zeke.

He didn’t look embarrassed at all. In fact, he seemed to enjoy himself.

Nancy sighed in her heart when she thought Zeke was just a shameless person. Mance’s words couldn’t provoke him.

Meanwhile, Lacey didn’t eat.

From what she could gather from the current situation, Zeke would likely just be eating porridge at the end of the meal.

To make him feel better, she planned to have dinner together with him later.

After a while, the server brought another dish in.

As he was about to place the dish on the table, Mance reached out to accept it as a demonstration of good manners.

At the same time, he thanked the server who unexpectedly retracted the dish and responded, “I’m sorry, Sir. It’s not for you.”

Mance knotted his eyebrows in curiosity.

The server placed the exquisite dish in front of Zeke. “Mr. Williams, please enjoy your meal.”

Fuck!

Mance was infuriated. How dare the damned server disobey and humiliate him at the same time?

His hands remained in the air awkwardly.

Both Nancy and Lacey were equally stunned as they stared at the server.

Mance was a prominent guest who had reserved the whole place. How was it that a lowly server dared to go against his wishes?

Just when Mance was about to explode in anger, the server reassured him, “Sir, your meal is ready too. Please back off a little as it’s an enormous dish. I’m worried it might spill onto you.”

Only then did Mance calm himself down.

Perhaps the reason they didn’t serve Zeke the porridge was that a Michelin-starred restaurant wouldn’t have it on the menu. Or they might want to avoid insulting their guest.

Given that they were preparing a dish that was even grander than Zeke’s, it was enough compensation for him.

The restaurant’s management seemed capable of balancing the politics of its guests.

Mance waited excitedly to see what surprise the Michelin-starred restaurant had prepared for him.

In response to his anticipation, the server brought out a pot of hot stew.