The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 675

He then continued eyeing Hayleigh from head to toe with a lecherous grin on his face.

The sight of her amazing figure in that tight-fitting uniform was really turning him on.

“Now that we have ourselves a big order, we'll be able to close up shop earlier today. Come see me in my room after work, okay? I bought some nice food.”

“Oh, stop it, you! Hurry up and prepare the food!”

Bobby continued teasing Hayleigh for a little while longer before making his way back into the kitchen.

In less than half an hour, the kitchen started serving up the dishes that Donald had ordered.

The first dish was the roasted duck.

Its skin was mostly burned, the meat was overcooked, and it barely had any juiciness at all.

As if that wasn't bad enough, the menu led people to believe that they were charging a hundred and twenty for a whole duck, but the amount served was only a third of a duck at most.

“This is absurd!”

Jennifer was so mad that she nearly slammed her utensils on the table.

Donald patted her on the hand and said, “This happens to tourists a lot. We don't have to finish the food, so just try to eat what you can.”

“Darling, maybe we should just tell them to cancel the rest of the dishes. If this is how the first dish looks, then the other ones can't be any good.”

Jennifer did not want to waste money on food like that.

“It's fine. We can afford to pay them, so let them continue serving the rest of the dishes,” Donald replied calmly.

“Take this roasted duck, for example. We paid a hundred and twenty for a whole duck, but you gave us less than half a duck!” Jennifer argued.

“Miss, we charge a hundred and twenty for a serving of roasted duck, not a whole duck,” Hayleigh replied with a smile.

“A hundred and twenty per serving? How could you charge that much for something of such poor quality?” Jennifer shouted furiously.

Hayleigh shrugged. “The quality of the food is subjective. We can't possibly cater to every single customer's preferences. We have clearly listed the prices on the menu, so you can't call this daylight robbery.”

Judging by the way Hayleigh said all of that so shamelessly, Donald could tell that it wasn't her first time ripping customers off.

Not wanting to waste any of his time and energy reasoning with her, he said, “I don't mind paying the money, but I want to speak to your chef beforehand.”

Hayleigh let out a cold chuckle. “Are you sure about that, sir? Our chef doesn't exactly have the best temper around here.”