The proprietor of the establishment was piqued by the disturbance in the restroom. He asked one of the servers what was going on. The next thing he knew, the manager walked out, limping like a duck. The proprietor was taken aback and wondered what had happened.

"What happened to you, Manager Lee?" What is the point of your sobbing and limping? Did you experience bullying? " Drystan asks his manager a few inquiries. He feels awful for him, but now is not the time to draw conclusions about what happened to him.

Drystan tries to calm Manager Lee, but the manager persists to wail like a brat, drawing additional attention from the diners. The buzzing whispers surrounding Drystan irritate him, but he tries to remain calm.

"An aggressive man confronts me and one of our waiters, Sir Drystan," he says, "and he is accompanied by other thugs and an old dad who does not know how to control his son."

The manager approaches him. Drystan, on the other hand, is irritated by what his boss said. He does not mind approaching diners and greeting them. Other guests are owed for the meal that has been provided to them, which makes Drystan proud of the hard work he is striving to achieve.

"Are you alright, dear?" You have not been hit or anything? Do you still want to dine here, or would you rather try something else? "Arthur is worried about his daughter. "Right now, my sense tells me that a storm is approaching because of that arrogant management."

Arthur shrugs his shoulders and motions his hand, and a server approaches him. The server nods and returns to the kitchen to confirm their orders. An old fella instructs his subordinates to be on the alert for his daughter.

"I feel terrific, Papa, and I believe you have already ordered food." "I am already hungry," Franzlie said to his father. She seems unconcerned about what occurred in the restroom earlier.

"That is fantastic; the meal will be here in a few minutes." I know you are, just be patient." His father looked at her with admiration.

"Oh god,  Papa you are fangirling again," Franzlie says softly, rolling her eyes. They do not notice when someone arrives at their table carrying a tray with their requested meal. Yet, Arthur recognizes him right away.

"It is a small world, and I do not expect you to work here." "Pleasantly surprised to see you once more, Drystan." The mafia lord laughs and appreciates him for his efforts in serving him.

Drystan is surprised to find Arthur in his diners. "No, Sir Arthur, it is a pleasure to see you again; please pardon me for not recognizing that you are dining with your son here." Please do so and enjoy your meal; this will be billed on the house."

Franzlie gazed back and forth to his father and to the man who stood beside her. She taps her fingers on the table to attract her father’s attention which has been seen by her father. 

Oh!!! I would like to meet you, my daughter, here. She’s right behind you. This is her idea to eat out since she’s busy with work as well.” The old man walks over to her and introduces her. 

“Franzlie met my friend’s son Drystan Lynne Brown.”

The man extends his hand to her, and she enthusiastically shakes it. Franzlie is delighted to know that his father has a colleague at her age. She furrowed her brow as she contemplated the individual with whom she would have a luncheon meeting. Nevertheless, before she can inquire about anything, the manager rushes over to their table and begins slandering them.

"That is the one who bullies me and one of our servers," says the manager, pointing his finger at Franzlie. "He beats up the other server and me in the vicinity of the 

restroom." And these are all his thugs count that old man because that’s his father and who are going to eat and won't pay their bill. We have to get rid of them, Sir."

All of them are stunned by what the manager is spouting about. Drystan on the other hand feels embarrassed slandering his guests. In front of him.

"Manager Lee, do apologize to our guests right away!!! " With authoritarianism in his voice as he attempts to collect himself and calm down. "I will not say anything else." You make snap judgments about our guests. Do apologize to the lady and her father. Now!!! ”

The manager is taken aback by what Drystan has articulated. He laughs maniacally. Franzlie takes her seat but she opts to lose her patience. The stern aura of his father is visible yet, she shakes her head and softly rubs her nose. She motions to be calm and she can handle the man. Franzlie nods her head lightly. 

"I am not going to apologize to these thugs." These folks are unaware of proper decorum. They will just swindle your establishment. And he is the same dude that beat me and the server in the restroom earlier. As a result, I do not need to apologize to them."

"I am warning you, Manager Lee, to offer one final apology before it is too late." If something were to happen to you, I could not vouch for you. You should be aware of who you are insulting."

Drystan shakes his head; he knows his boss is a hard-headed guy. He is urged to apologize, but it is in vain. When she butts in on their conversation, Franzlie motions with her hands to Drystan.. 

"Now, may I remind you, Manager Lee, that you are the one who wants to assault me and the waiter who wants to serve us earlier?" Franzlie folds her arms and stares the manager in the eyes.

"The CEO himself has told you to apologize. You, on the other hand, take the position that I harass you and one of the servers here. Do you have any evidence that I abused you? " She lifted her brows, questioning the manager, who made a nasty expression and glared at her.