The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 1942: Chapter 1942: A Complete Reversal—Now Zevaney Kingsley Can’t Eat Here

The manager of Ocean Pavilion was highly efficient.

Soon, he led a few people to knock on the door of the large private room where Zevaney Kingsley was.

They were even more straightforward than the female stewardess.

After entering, they directly stated their purpose.

Zevaney Kingsley’s face slightly changed upon hearing, momentarily doubting her ears had deceived her.

Ignoring the unrest in the large private room, her face suddenly darkened. She stood up, half-closed her eyes, and glared angrily at the manager: ”You said you want us to leave?”

”Yes, Ms. Kingsley, we’re very sorry, but Ocean Pavilion can’t host you all any longer.” The manager was very courteous but held a neither humble nor overbearing attitude, showing no fear of Zevaney Kingsley, making a ’please’ gesture: ”Ms. Kingsley, please!”

Nelson Jones also stood up uneasily, frowning at Zevaney Kingsley: ”Sister Kingsley, what’s this about...?”

He vaguely felt the current situation might have something to do with what he instructed the female stewardess to do earlier, but he wasn’t sure.

This is Inderia.

How could Nathalie Quinlan, a rookie with no background, have so much power to instruct the manager of Ocean Pavilion?

He calmed himself a bit, asking the same question Agnes Baker had asked before: ”If you want us to leave, you should give us a reason, right? We booked the private room in advance.”

Before, the female stewardess did not give Agnes Baker a clear reason, only told Nathalie Quinlan and her group to leave quickly.

At this moment, the gentle-faced manager of Ocean Pavilion answered his question directly: ”Well, we are merely acting on the opinion of a distinguished guest. What you did to her, she just wants to return the favor.”

Nelson Jones was shocked: ”Is it really her?”

He still couldn’t accept this result.

What gives Nathalie Quinlan the right?

She’s not even from Inderia.

Even if she was bullied, shouldn’t she just swallow her pride like those few useless fellows from Group Ten?

What’s going on?

Zevaney Kingsley probably understood what was happening, her face expressionless, she turned to the manager and asked in a heavy voice: ”Our dishes have been served; do we have to leave now?”

If they left now, it would be too much of a face slap.

Zevaney Kingsley meant it as a compromise to let them finish eating before they leave.

Who knew the manager of Ocean Pavilion wouldn’t give her an inch of face, smiling as he nodded: ”That is indeed the guest’s meaning.”

Meaning they must leave now!

Zevaney Kingsley’s expression turned terribly ugly; she was so livid she couldn’t even speak for a while.

It was Harvey Cadorette, still bewildered, unaware of Nelson Jones’s troublesome doings, stood up puzzledly and asked Zevaney Kingsley: ”What’s going on? What’s happened? What do they mean by what they’re saying, what guest?”

Zevaney Kingsley felt as humiliated as possible at this moment, secretly resenting Nelson Jones’s incompetence, and had to suppress her anger, awkwardly telling Harvey Cadorette: ”Brother Harvey, can we find another place to eat?”

She had never been so embarrassed, but given the current situation, they could only find another place. So Zevaney Kingsley had no choice but to swallow her shame and reluctantly made the suggestion to Harvey Cadorette.

Harvey Cadorette, utterly confused, at this moment noticed his phone on the table light up with a message from the laboratory.

He picked up the phone, glanced at it, and then apologetically said to Zevaney Kingsley: ”I’m sorry, Sister Kingsley, the Vice Principal is calling me back, I appreciate your kindness, but I won’t be having this meal, let’s meet next time if there’s a chance.”