‘What are you feeding us?
“Is your hotel not giving Old Master Lake any face?”
The roar came again from the venue hall next door. Kennedy’s face was livid as anger flickered in his eyes.
He did not ask Greenview Hotel to deliberately serve bad food to Optimus Security Services; the food in both venue halls was the same.
Little did he know that Optimus Security Services would still complain.
He was now a little regretful that he did not listen to Curtis and shut Sean and the others out.
Everyone could see Daniel in the venue hall next door holding a lobster half an arm’s length and cursing at the waiter not far away.
Everyone’s mouth twitched slightly at this.
They thought he should find a better reason for picking a fight.
The lobster in your hand was the same as the one on their table, yet he called it garbage.
The guests wondered if Optimus Security Services were saying they had better food every day.
Many people looked at Sean with such doubts.
Sean seemed not to see their gazes and continued eating his meal.
“Sir… The food is the same for everyone.”
Greenview Hotel’s attendant said weakly.
It was not that he was not confident. On the contrary, Greenview Hotel was one of the top hotels in Ocean City; even the attendants had a sense of pride.
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