My Ex-Wife Is A Big Shot In Disguise novel Chapter 20

The disdain in Sally's words was apparent to everyone, and she had also offended more than just Madison.

The expressions of some people present subtly changed due to that sentence, but constrained by the situation and not wanting to cause trouble for the restaurant, they suppressed their anger.

Madison seemed not to notice the mockery in Sally's words, maintaining a standard smile. "Miss Hale, everyone has their hardships in this world. Our restaurant's staff work hard, and students studying and conducting research in labs at school have their challenges, too, right? Even big stars like you, earning four hundred thousand dollars a day, must have your difficulties. Furthermore..."

She raised her head, making direct eye contact with Sally, her gaze sharp. "Furthermore, Miss Hale, you don't seem to have seriously studied much yourself, so why are you criticizing me?"

"You!" Sally's expression almost faltered.

She was a well-known celebrity in the industry, but her education was a sore point for her.

Due to low scores in her academic subjects, she hadn't qualified for a prestigious domestic university. Instead, the Hale family used their financial power to enroll her in a collaborative international university.

Because the university was famous, when her fans knew about it, she was crowned as academically brilliant. However, the subsequent fan-created title of "academic genius" didn't last long.

People quickly discovered that the so-called genius hadn't even met the undergraduate admission requirements, leading to numerous sarcastic posts.

Thanks to swift PR action, they managed to remove the trending topic and promote the image of a foolish beauty, saving Sally's public image.

In recent years, it had been largely forgotten, but her education remained Sally's only stumbling block in her otherwise smooth career. Hence, she couldn't help but get angry!

Seeing Cynthia holding up her phone to record the scene nearby, Sally suppressed her anger.

After a moment, Sally's expression was replaced by confusion, and she cautiously waved her hand. "Madison, I didn't mean it that way. You know I'm a bit foolish and not good at expressing myself. What I meant is, if you had studied more back then, your work now might be a bit easier..."

Madison raised an eyebrow slightly.

The entertainment industry often said that rising stars got where they were based on promotion, while the top stars needed luck.

Madison became a top star, not without reason. Her acting skills were natural.

However, Madison had no interest in watching Sally's performance and interrupted her. "Miss Hale, let's not discuss other matters. Let's focus on resolving any dissatisfaction you have with our food. Can you please point out the specific areas you are not satisfied with?"

Not satisfied? Sally was dissatisfied with everything!

The restaurant was far and remote. If she hadn't heard that the heir of an imperial chef, Greg, was showcasing his skills here today, she wouldn't have come.

But when she asked, she realized that the food served was not even prepared by Greg. They were no different from the usual offerings at the restaurant. She had already posted about eating food prepared by Greg on her social media, and this embarrassed her.

Sally frowned. "Madison, I won't make things difficult for you on your account. I'll be straightforward with you. The food here tastes bad and is expensive. How can I be satisfied with it?"

For a chef, the greatest insult was undoubtedly when a diner described the food as "bad."

The chef responsible for Sally's table is Justin Parker, an older student of Greg, and he was present at the moment.

Upon hearing the word "bad," he couldn't hold back and jump out. "You say my food is bad? Then, please tell me, which part is bad?"

Since Justin graduated from his apprenticeship with Greg, almost all the food from the private rooms in the Rose Garden was prepared by him. This was the first time someone criticized his cooking!

Sally stepped back, covering her face, her gaze full of disdain. "Everything is bad. If your restaurant doesn't promote itself as having an heir to an imperial chef, I wouldn't have come to eat here. And this is the result? It's just deceptive! I never..."

"Bullshit!" Justin had the same temper as Greg. Before Sally finished speaking, he bellowed out fiercely, scaring Sally into silence.

After a while, Sally regained her composure and retorted, "How can you speak like that? If the food is not good, shouldn't people be allowed to say it?"

Justin puffed his cheeks. He still wanted to say something, but he was stopped by Madison. "Miss Hale, how do you think we should handle this matter? We prioritize customer needs, so please point out the aspects you're dissatisfied with, and we'll try our best to resolve it quickly. Is that okay?"

Sally snorted. When she saw how humble Madison was, she put on a show of generosity. "How about this? Let the heir of the imperial chef, Greg, prepare a table of food for me. If I find the taste acceptable, we can let this matter go today."

"Is that so..." Madison looked down.

"Yes, it's that simple." Sally glanced at her manicured nails and acted as though money wasn't a problem. "I'll pay for the previous table of food, and I'll also settle the bill for the newly prepared food. It's to prevent you from saying I deliberately caused trouble. How about that?"

Madison shook her head. "I'm afraid we can't meet Miss Hale's requirements. Not only does our head chef, Greg, no longer cook for guests, but our main chef's skills are inherited from the head chef, so the taste is identical. If Miss Hale finds the food made by the main chef unsatisfactory, it's likely Greg's skills won't suit your taste either."

After contemplating for a moment, Madison continued, "How about this? We will fully refund the entire amount spent this time, and Miss Hale can leave and enjoy food that suits your taste with your friend. We can also make room for the waiting customers. What do you think?"

As she spoke, Madison moved to the side and made way.

The other servers seemed to understand, too, making gestures indicating they were ready to see the customers out of the restaurant.

All that was missing was a wave goodbye.

This directly left Sally stunned.

After a brief standoff, the lead waitress in a flapper dress finalized the bill. "Miss Hale's total expenditure this time is 777.6 dollars. We have already refunded the entire amount to Mr. Palmer's account. Regarding the recall of the VIP card, we will promptly discuss the matter with Mr. Palmer. As for the service fees for the VIP card over these years..."

Sally shouted, "Wait a minute! Why do you want to take back the VIP card?"

The more Sally listened, the more unpleasant her expression became.

Madison explained with a smile, "Since the customer's taste doesn't align with our restaurant's food, naturally, we can't let the customer continue to be dissatisfied and waste money here. Of course, many other customers enjoy our restaurant's food and are willing to experience our VIP services. The card recall is so that the card can be used for those in need."

When she heard that, Sally's face turned red.

She didn't expect that simply wanting Greg to prepare a meal would escalate into such a situation!

If Leo were to find out... No, she couldn't let him know.

Sally tried to retract her stand. "It's just that my taste is different. My friend quite likes the food here."

Sally gently nudged Cynthia beside her.

Cynthia quickly nodded. "Yes, I think it's delicious. Besides, this is Mr. Palmer's card. How can you directly recall it?"

"But..." Madison looked conflicted.

Sally quickly interrupted, "I just remembered that there are a few foods in your restaurant that I quite like. It's just that the taste wasn't right today. I'll order again, and there's no need to refund the money. Just prepare the newly ordered dishes."

Madison wasn't going to let her off. "Sorry, Miss Hale, I'm afraid no one can make food that satisfies you here. Perhaps Miss Hale should go to another restaurant."

On both sides, the staff once more gestured for them to leave in an orderly and uniform fashion!