His Bet || Heeseung ff

"I don't like this. Call the manager." He said with a laugh, his friends shared it.
The poor waitress ran.

Then she came, the beauty he fell for, the girl his friends made a bet that he wouldn't be able to date.

"You asked for me." She said calmly, he couldn't help but find her voice seductive.

"you're the manager?" He asked.

"Do I not look like one?" her voice was powerful.

"well... This was horrible." he said pointing at his dish.

She smiled and said. "well, this is the dish that people come to eat from far away, and it always tastes like this, I, personally take a taste from every single pot, and that dish is presented this way. Always."

"what should I understand from that." he smirked.

"That just because the dish wasn't to your liking, you don't treat a waitress the way you did now."