Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 75

The cashier behind the counter had long been scared speechless, but Samuel had not forgotten about her." Apologize to my wife,” he said.

"I-I'm sorry," she stuttered, bowing her head.

Christopher was still looking at Johann, hoping that h e could at least help by saying something. Even if his men could not defeat that punk, surely Johann's status could suppress that fellow's brazen arrogance somehow.

However, Christopher's hopes were dashed when Johann placed his hands on his thighs and bent over slightly, indicating deference to the young man. The sight made all the color leech out of Christopher's face.

Even Johann...did not dare to provoke that fellow!

Who on earth was this young man?

Samuel brought his wife to a table by the window; Christopher tiptoed over to Johann's side. "Brother Johann, who is this man?" he asked.

Johann emitted an unsympathetic harrumph." Christopher Lane, go and dig a grave and bury yourself in it," he said. "I’m not going to suffer in your place. If I get into trouble because of this, I'll never forgive you."

Ever since the run-in with Blake Coleman, Johann

knew that he was not regarded favorably by Samuel. If he made Samuel unhappy again, he could not tell if he could even maintain his current status.

Just as the manager and cashier were pondering the ways their boss would take revenge on Samuel, Christopher did something entirely unexpected.

He got onto his knees, scraping toward Samuel.

The manager and the cashier stared at Christopher in disbelief.

The owner of the Grand Hyatt was kneeling before someone!

"Sir, this... Our boss..."

The cashier was startled out of her wits, and her manager was not faring any better. The latter's eyes were full of terror as he looked at Samuel.

"Shut up. Not a word," the manager said coldly.

Yvonne was raking her eyes over Samuel with an unreadable expression; it made the hairs on his arms stand on end.

"What are you staring at me for?" Samuel could not help but ask.

"Christopher Lane is actually on his knees now, but you probably didn't spend money for this. That man would never shame himself like that even if you offered him all the world's riches," Yvonne said.

Samuel had told her that he paid Johann to settle the matter from before, and she had not given it much thought. She trusted him. However, the incident that day implied that it was not as simple as whipping out cash.

Yvonne pursed her lips. "I’ll never go crazy," she said." I just want to make all the people who had always looked down on our family sit up and take notice of u s."

Samuel was completely aware of Yvonne's character. She had never been a stubborn, wayward person.

Rather, she was extremely logical, always thinking through her decisions before following through with them.

She had suffered plenty of unfairness in the Sue family. If she truly wanted to be rebellious, she would have severed ties with them long ago. Yet she gritted her teeth and held on, if only to prove herself to them.

After they finished their meal, Christopher personally saw him off, still on his knees. Johann released a sigh of relief when Samuel did not pry any further into the

matter.

Samuel was not one to dwell on the past. The fact that he did not ask anything about the situation meant that the case was closed.

"Count your lucky stars. You'd better use your brains properly next time," Johann said to Christopher in a frosty tone. "Also, keep your mouth shut about whatever happened today. I can’t guarantee your life if anything happens."

Christopher bobbed his head vigorously and wiped a sheen of sweat off his forehead. He would not dare to have the least bit of interest in uncovering Samuel's identity anymore. It was an evident warning from Johann-that he would not have a chance to regret his actions if he was dead.

"All of you, remember this. Not a word of this gets outside. Capisce?" Christopher said to the restaurant staff.