That service fee was almost a few thousand! It was already painful enough to splurge like this, and now he was deliberately making her bleed money on top of it!
But under Victor's chilling smile, she had no choice. Gritting her teeth, she handed over the black card. Even if it wasn't really her money, it still hurt to watch it disappear.
Her heart throbbed as she watched the staff leave with satisfied smiles.
Victor turned toward her, towering over her. There was no warmth left on his face.
"Do you know what you did wrong?" His voice was cold.
A chill ran down her spine, but she stubbornly lifted her chin.
"If you didn't like it, you could've just said so! Why make me waste money and humiliate me like this?"
He did not answer. His gaze was dark and unreadable.
Her frustration finally boiled over. "Victor Steele, what exactly do you want from me?"
Suddenly, he grabbed her arm and yanked her out of her chair, striding straight toward the lounge.
