The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 542

Katherine laughed. "Hahaha, the best decision? That's hilarious. Rebecca, you must have suffered a lot raising these four bastards all these years. No wonder you had to find yourself a sugar daddy—someone to pay the bills for you."

Rebecca's brow furrowed. "Katherine, if you don't know how to speak properly, then shut your mouth. Don't stand here spewing filth and ruining my appetite."

Ethan added, "Yeah, get away from us. Don't bother us while we're eating."

"You..." Katherine started to retort.

Just then, the restaurant manager rushed over. "What's going on here? This is a public establishment. You can't cause a scene."

Katherine glanced at the manager and forced a smile. "We're not causing a scene. We were just catching up with an old friend."

But the manager remained stern. "We've received a complaint that you are creating a disturbance and bothering other guests. I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

Katherine immediately shot back, "On what grounds? I'm a customer here too."

The manager replied calmly, "Our owner has made it clear that you are not welcome here. Please leave immediately."

Katherine was stunned. "What? Who's your owner? Tell him to come out here and face me!"

The manager discreetly glanced at Rebecca and the four young masters.

This restaurant was one of the Thomson family's properties, and standing before him were Ms. Thomson and the young masters themselves—the owners.

The manager then turned back to Katherine. "You want to see our owner? You're not worthy. If you don't leave now, I'll have you removed!"

With that, he signaled for security.

"Please escort these two ladies out of the restaurant."

The guards nodded and moved forward to comply.

They had already drawn a lot of attention, and the strange looks from everyone made her skin crawl.

She didn't want this incident to damage the family name.

But Katherine refused. "Leave? Why should I leave? I haven't finished with Rebecca yet."

As their voices faded, the two women were unceremoniously thrown out of the restaurant.

Katherine stumbled and fell to the ground, her clothes covered in dust, her dignity completely shattered.

Jane quickly helped her up, her face flushed with embarrassment and shame. "Kathy, are you okay?"

Katherine got to her feet, brushed the dust off her clothes, and glared back at the restaurant. "Rebecca, I won't forget this! You just wait!"

Jane sighed. "Kathy, let's just go home for now. Making a bigger scene will only hurt the Foster family's name. Besides, we're about to strike it rich anyway. We can afford to be patient."