Arabella And Beauty System

Arabella And Beauty System
Debate At The Restaurant



"Ah.!", Arabella was shocked as the glass she was holding fell to the floor.


Cracks!


All the coffee in the glass was splattered on the floor, as well as about the table and luxury bag of the woman who was placed under the feet.


The woman then looked at Arabella with an emotional look on her face, apparently preparing to scold Arabella.


Arabella dropped it not without cause. One of the customers hit him hard from behind.


"You! You spilled coffee in my bag! Also my clothes!", screeched the woman while standing up from her seat.


While Arabella was confused, a male servant came over, "Sorry lady. He was accidentally killed because a customer hit him. The customer ran out of the restaurant in a hurry to eat without paying"


The look on the woman's face was still angry, "I don't care. He dropped coffee on my bag! You knew? I bought this bag from France for a very expensive price. One of the most expensive brands in the world!"


Arabella was increasingly confused by the situation. He swallowed his saliva in fear when he heard the last sentence that the long brown-haired woman said.


"Well, lady, what should we do for your bag?", asked the man who had been standing near Arabella.


The long brown haired woman still had a furious look on her face, her face was also turning red, it seemed that she was indeed that angry, "I want you to change my bag! Replace with the original"


Arabella sipped her saliva. He could not change the bag. Although the price has not been mentioned, he certainly knows that the price will exceed his reach.


Shortly after, several people from the kitchen, including Rachel, came across the scene and approached Arabella with a confused face.


"Within, miss?", asked the waiter stammered.


"Yes, of course"


Arabella's brain is warming. This was the first time he felt his brain was hot not caused by math lessons.


While the servant was also confused, Arabella tried to speak softly, "Pardon me, miss. Is there no other way? I. certainly can't afford to change your bag."


"I don't care! Your poverty problem, your money problem, that's your business! You still have to change my bag!", the woman's voice grew even higher.


The people around looked at them, they became spectacle materials now. Shortly after, several other maids as well as the head chef came over.


"Geez... What is this noisy noise?", asked the chef.


Everyone turned their heads, but the long brown-haired beauty immediately raised her voice, "Look, madam, this girl spilled the coffee she brought to my bag"


Arabella could only remain silent as the head chef turned to her with a gaze that seemed to pounce on her, "Arabella. you - "


Kriekk..


Everyone was silent when the door opened. A handsome man of athletic stature, also in a black suit walked into the restaurant. But the man's footsteps stopped when he saw the person inside looking at him simultaneously.


"Andrew?!", arrived the long brown haired girl voiced in a surprised tone.


Arabella was also surprised to see the arrival of the man.


Arabella initially seemed to not recognize him because after him, the man named Andrew whom he often called 'om' had a mustache and a thick beard. Now that he saw, the man did not have a mustache or a beard at all, making Arabella only realized that in fact the man was very handsome. Uh..


The man walked over and passed Arabella. Arabella was also all around just silent when watching Andrew standing in front of the woman with a look of emotion.


"You just got in trouble with me. Now that you're looking for a new problem?", the look on the man's face seemed to hold in anger.


The look on the face of the long brown haired woman seemed to change, "Wait a minute.. This woman spilled coffee into my bag, so it's only natural that I get angry, Andrew!"


"By saying that your bag is the most expensive brand in the world?"


The woman looked surprised to round her eyes. He was silent for a moment, thinking of something to answer that stern question. Arabella, the people around her are still watching her.


What is it?, asked Arabella in her heart.


The woman seemed to take a sip of saliva, then began to speak up again, "I. I don't-"


"You even told them to change your bag? Wow, well, how great you are.", Andrew cut off the woman's words.


"You hear that? Why did you come here to arrive? Didn't you say you didn't come?", the woman played down her voice.


"No need to change the topic", Andrew walked over to Arabella. The man folded his hands together in front of his chest, then turned back to the woman, "I apologize to this girl"


The woman looked surprised to round her eyes. Arabella was actually a bit surprised because it was, more precisely Andrew, as if defending her.


"No. He who started mass-" the woman's speech came to a halt as Arabella reached out in front of him. With a small smile, Arabella opened her mouth, "Miss, let's apologize to each other. You can ask me for compensation, or have me wash your bags. I'll do it"


The woman looked at Arabella with annoyance. Actually his face had indeed looked annoyed since earlier. It had been a few seconds that Arabella reached out her hand, the woman still did not welcome him.


"I'm sorry, it's impossible" the woman said in the end.


The woman took her bag of coffee, and left. Everyone who had been watching it, now came back with food at their table.


Arabella looked at the woman's departure in confusion, and she lowered her hand.


Andrew turned to the waiters and chefs around him, including Arabella. With a disdainful face, the man walked up to Arabella who still looked confused, "Arabella, I'm sorry for the girl earlier. What he said was not true. That bag is not the most expensive brand in the world, you don't have to replace it"


Arabella's forehead wrinkled, "Master knew that woman?", he asked innocently.


Of course, if I didn't know him why would I scold him?, Andrew said in his heart.


But Andrew reflexively smiled faintly hearing Arabella call him master, unlike what the girl usually calls 'Om '.


"Yes. And. once again, I'm sorry about it"


The man then went to the exit. Arabella is still in her place.


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On the other hand, right after Andrew came out of the place headed towards a woman who was standing alone on the sidewalk of the road in front of the Restaurant. The woman immediately put on a sour face when she saw the man standing in front of her.


The man originally wanted to open his voice, to talk about the matter just now. But when he saw the woman turning her face, he canceled his intention, and walked away from it saying, "I'm home"


The woman rounded her eyes in surprise, "Hey, you didn't say anything to me?"


But the man kept walking away, not looking back in the slightest. The woman immediately ran after him, "Hey. Why are you defending the woman instead? Such careless people need to be taught a lesson, right?"


Andrew immediately turned his head quickly, "You're the one who should be taught a lesson for over-enlifting the problem!", then the man walked away, leaving the long-haired woman who was just silent on the spot.


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On the other hand, a black-cloak man had just entered his large mansion. After putting his black coat on the sofa, shortly afterwards a large bodyguard approached him with a hurried pace.


"What's up?", asked the man in the black coat.


"Sir, we heard that there was a debate between Sophia and Arabella at a restaurant. Andrew also went there, and defended the girl", explained the Bodyguard.


The black-coated man nodded in a nod, "Then? Is he mad at Sophia, or Andrew?"


"That wasn't your plan, sir?", asked the astonished bodyguard as he frowned.


"Hm.no no"


The bodyguard seemed to raise his eyebrows, "Wow, at the end of this they often meet without having to make plans"


"Hahaha, right, I also wonder why Andrew, and the girl at the end of this often met with coincidence" said the man in the black coat.


"Do we need to investigate, sir?"


The black coat man thought for a moment while stroking his chin slowly. After which, he smiled obliquely realizing something, "Isn't the only possibility, is.. Andrew likes that girl?"