Caught Him Cheating My Life Restarted (Natalie) novel Chapter 806

Victoria turned to Hanley and said, “Hanley, are you hungry? Do you want to go get something to eat?”

Hanley froze. He hadn't expected to see his mother here. They had opened a restaurant, and from the looks of it, it was crowded and doing well. He had seen them laughing and talking at the entrance, looking so happy.

Natalie said flatly, “We’re full right now. You’ll have to go somewhere else.”

Victoria replied, “That’s fine, we can wait. But it’s not good for a child to go hungry.”

Natalie’s face darkened, but it was Terence who spoke to a waiter. “There’s a small table inside. Show them to it.”

“Terence, they’re obviously here to cause trouble! Why are you letting them in?” Natalie protested.

“If we don’t let her in, she’ll just wait out here and make a scene. That would only make things harder for the boy.”

He was worried about Hanley. Natalie’s expression remained grim.

Victoria led Hanley inside. The place was buzzing with activity, and business seemed to be booming.

The menu had been personally curated by Terence, and the chefs were hand-picked by him as well.

“This is absolutely delicious! And the ingredients are so fresh.”

“I’m definitely recommending this place to my friends. The food is amazing, and let me tell you, the owner is gorgeous. Even in a wheelchair, it doesn’t take away from his charm at all.”

None of these patrons had ever met Terence or knew he was the former CEO of the Lockwood Group. To them, he was just a handsome man with a disability who owned a restaurant.

Victoria sat there, listening to all the praise and watching the thriving business, her heart burning with resentment.

Victoria's outburst was like a grenade, freezing the room as every head turned toward her.

Natalie’s eyes grew cold. She knew Victoria would be trouble.

A waiter hurried over. “Ma’am, is there something wrong with your dish? We can replace it for you.”

The waiter’s tone was gentle, but Victoria shoved a finger in the girl's face, her voice rising to a shrill scream.

“Replacing it? You think I’d touch another plate from this kitchen? This meat is rotten! It’s absolute garbage! It's spoiled! Don't think people can't tell. I knew it the moment I tasted it. You’re just taking advantage of young people who don’t know about food safety.”

The accusation hung in the air like a foul odor. Customers froze, utensils clattering onto plates as a wave of nausea swept through the room.

“And this chicken!” Victoria raged on. “It’s obviously gone bad, and you just covered it up with spices to make your spicy chicken! You people have no conscience!”