The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 570

Jennifer bit her lip and sat still stubbornly.

It was not like she could not afford to pay for the meal. She just didn't want to leave since Donald had gone through a lot of trouble just to reserve the table. Furthermore, she did not want to start eating before her husband's arrival.

As Jennifer was still mulling over what she should do, a familiar and tender voice resounded in front of her. "Why are you sulking, Jenny? Aren't you happy to dine out?"

"Darling!" Jennifer beamed with happiness when she saw Donald sitting opposite her.

On the contrary, Sally and Danielle were displeased.

Pierre had dealt with others in the past, and no one has ever been able to leave unscathed. How did this fellow manage to come back here in one piece?

Sally could not sit still any longer. She stood up and yelled at Donald, "Why are you back? Where's my son?"

Donald eyed her and replied coolly, "How would I know? He's probably arrested for breaking the law."

"Nonsense! My son never breaks the law, and nobody in Pollerton dares to arrest him!" Sally cried.

As soon as she had finished speaking, the door to the revolving restaurant was opened by a team of police officers.

Leslie Jennings, the leader of the team, showed Sally her ID and said expressionlessly, "You must be Sally Jacobs, right? We suspect that your son is involved in several terrorist activities. Please come with us to assist in our investigation."

"What? My son is the brigadier of Xemrich's Special Brigade! How could he be involved in terrorist activities? You must be mistaken! You've got the wrong man!" Sally exclaimed.

No matter how hard Sally struggled to break free, the police officers eventually handcuffed her and Danielle. They also placed a hood over each of their heads. After that, the police led both women and their children away.

Jennifer was amused by the scene that unfolded before her. Sally, who was acting arrogantly and condescendingly just a moment ago, is now arrested.

"Did you do this, Darling?" she asked.

He was the server in charge of this table. As long as he disallowed the dishes to be served, the kitchen staff would obey him.

"Our rules aren't written on paper. I would like to inform you that you've overstayed the maximum serving time. Please leave," he insisted.

Donald retorted, "You don't have the rules in writing, so are we just supposed to listen to you when you say we've overstayed the time limit? Get me your manager. I want to ask him whether what you've told me is part of the rules."

Jayden scoffed, "I'm sorry. Our manager is very busy, and he can't come over to take care of such a trivial matter. If both of you refuse to leave, I have no choice but to call security."

Donald sighed and made a phone call.

When Jayden caught a glimpse of the name on the phone's screen, a panicky expression began to form on his face.

Wynter Lowe? The diva? It can't be! This guy's outfit doesn't seem to cost more than three hundred. How could he be acquainted with Wynter?