Raine Sullivan's face flushed with both red and white from anger, and she couldn't regain her composure for a long time.
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave now." Summer Ford had no intention of staying longer and didn't even let her pay for the bill. She called the waiter, paid her share, and left directly.
This was the first time Raine Sullivan encountered someone going Dutch.
When the waiter took the money Summer Ford left, they looked very strange and couldn't help glancing in Raine Sullivan's direction.
"So stingy!" The waiter muttered under their breath, seemingly puzzled by the lifestyle of wealthy people.
"Shut up!" Raine Sullivan scolded, pushing her cup of coffee aside in anger, causing the hot brew to spill over the table.
Summer Ford retaliated against Raine Sullivan. On her way out, she couldn't help but feel a sense of retributive pleasure thinking about Raine's flushed, angry face.
