Chapter 134 She Is Passionate
Giuseppe's eyes narrowed like a fox. Then he smiled and said, "I see. You misunderstood. I simply remembered Katherine's habits when dining at the Vittorio mansion. Since they've changed, then these will do."
Danger averted.
Anna felt tense all over and very uncomfortable.
She subtly shifted her body, trying to escape from his large hand.
Giorgio noticed her movement and his gaze grew darker.
Right now, she was just acting for everyone and for Giuseppe. What was she hiding? Could she be concerned about Giuseppe?
He grabbed her waist, pulling her close once again and said, "Didn't I mention to you that Katherine is very affectionate towards me? You're hiding so far away, aren't you afraid that others won't recognize that you're not Katherine?"
His voice was cold and emitted a chilling aura, dangerous.
Anna wondered why his words were so grating to her ears.
He kept saying how affectionate Katherine was towards him, how much he longed for her embrace. When Katherine was still here, he used to…
Katherine was indifferent. It seemed that men are creatures who only thought about their lower half. But she was not Katherine, so why did she have to be affectionate towards him?
"I think it's better to be mindful of etiquette and maintain some distance in public," she cleverly reasoned.
Giorgio sneered.
Etiquette? When her robe dropped in front of him before, why didn't she mention etiquette? Now that Giuseppe is here, she cares about etiquette?
"Very well. Etiquette, huh? Pay attention to your table manners later. If you dare to say those strange things in front of everyone again, don't blame me for being impolite."
He was referring to the time she said to Sofia, "Men are like books".
In reality, wasn't he just warning her not to be ugly while eating? Not to embarrass him?
Anna felt a chill in her heart.
So, he looks down on the way she eats too.
After all, he is the revered Giorgio, who eats his meals with elegance like a work of art. Her casual and unrestrained demeanor was certainly not up to his standards.
She and him are indeed from two different worlds.
"Don't worry, I won't make mistakes," Anna's voice became unusually calm and cold.
Her gaze seemed to create a distance of a thousand miles, appearing intimate but actually distant.
Giorgio let go of her and sat up straight, saying no more.
In his judgment, for Giuseppe to succeed in securing the restaurant, it must be achieved by bringing up his own name and Katherine's princess status.
This dinner was not as simple as it seemed. Many people were observing in secret.
Not long after, servers dressed in court costumes entered the room carrying dishes one after another.
Their hair, makeup, hairstyles, clothes, and shoes were all meticulously crafted, giving off a strong vintage vibe and carrying a significant meaning.
Ever since she was young, Anna loved retro fashion, and now, her eyes glittered upon seeing it.
There was admiration, envy, and also lamentation.
Her dreams had shattered four years ago, causing her to lose so much.
A bowl of soup was placed in front of her, exuding a delicious and enticing aroma. Smelling it made her mouth water.
Unfortunately, despite her pain, she still had to put on an act as a proper young lady.
Anna sneered inwardly, picked up the bowl, and, copying Katherine, scooped up a small spoonful, taking a shallow sip.
She was beautiful, with delicate features even more refined than Katherine. Pretending like this, she exuded the elegance and grace of a wealthy lady.
A few noblewomen looked on with envy.
This woman had such an outstanding husband like Giorgio and the enviable status of a princess. Even her appearance was so attractive. It was truly unfair.
But often, being too beautiful and exceptional attracts a slew of enemies.
Countless people wanted to crush her under their feet and witness her downfall, at least that was the case for the three women at the table at that moment.
They exchanged subtle expressions, eating their own food calmly.
Giorgio glanced at Anna and noticed that she was eating obediently, much more demure and well-behaved than usual.
There was not a trace of her thorns.
However, inexplicably, an image of her eating heartily and drinking soup greedily floated in his mind, causing the corners of his mouth to involuntarily curl up.
It seemed that the natural her was even more lovable.
"Ah!" A sudden cry of pain rang out.
'Boom,' followed by the sound of a bowl hitting the ground and shattering.
Anna stood up with a pained expression, her eyebrows tightly furrowed.
"What's wrong?" Giorgio quickly reacted and stood up to assess her.
Giuseppe instinctively stood up and walked over, concernedly asking, "What's the matter?"
As for the other ladies, they exchanged smug glances and inquired, "What's going on?"
In the room, all eyes were on Anna's face.
Anna felt embarrassed and anxious.
She had just taken a sip of soup and suddenly encountered a sharp thorn that pricked her tongue.
It would be so embarrassing if she shared this!
"Well... I..." She didn't know how to articulate her words.
Giorgio, with his keen senses, glanced at Anna's lips and noticed the slight curl of her injured tongue.
His gaze then shifted downwards, and two seconds later, his eyes narrowed.
"A thorn in the soup? Do you have an explanation for this?"
Generally speaking, there shouldn't be any thorns in the soup.
Following Giorgio's words, everyone looked in that direction and indeed spotted a thin, long thorn on the floor.
It was almost impossible to notice without careful observation, making it easy to drink unknowingly.
If she accidentally swallowed and it stuck...
The manager, who had been waiting nearby, didn't dare contemplate the dreadful consequences. His body trembled, and he quickly led the servers forward.
"Mr. Vittorio, I apologize. Regardless of the reason for the thorn in the soup, it is our mistake and responsibility. Please calm down and forgive us."
"Forgive?" Giorgio coldly scanned him and his lips curled with disdain.
"I don't have forgiveness in my dictionary. Moreover, it's my wife who got injured, and the one who you should apologize to is her."
His voice was icy cold, just like the weather in the dead of winter.
"Yes, yes, of course." The manager's palms were sweaty, and he swiftly shifted his gaze. Looking at Anna with profound remorse, he said, "Mrs. Vittorio, I'm sorry. Are you in pain? Have you been injured? I will immediately call a doctor to examine you. Whatever happens, we are willing to take responsibility. Also, I will investigate the issue right away. The entire kitchen and the servers tonight will be dismissed. Are you satisfied?"
Dismiss everyone? Those chefs and kitchen staff had worked so hard for many years to enter such a prestigious restaurant!
If they lost their jobs over a fishbone...
Anna didn't want to make things difficult for anyone, especially since she had been distracted by Giorgio and Katherine's situation.
She said, "No, no, it's fine. I'm okay. I just got pricked a little, got scared, but I'm not seriously injured. There's no need to hold them responsible."
After her words, everyone except Giorgio was stunned!
Because...
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