Nia Mitchell was dumbfounded.
"I'm afraid you can't afford the bill!"
Nia Mitchell came up with that excuse on the spot, stuttering as she lied.
After she finished speaking, her heart was in her throat, fearing that Fiona Sutton wouldn't believe her. She really couldn't think of any other excuses.
"It's just a one-time luxury; we can afford that."
If she ate here a few more times, she'd be ruined.
"If you're really worried about it, you can eat less and order cheaper things."
Fiona Sutton squeezed out a full-faced smile.
Nia Mitchell felt like she was bleeding internally. Fiona Sutton really hadn't changed a bit.
The quiet inside the taxi lasted less than two minutes; the taxi had already stopped in front of Madgar Pavilion.
After paying the taxi fare, Fiona Sutton pulled Nia Mitchell into the restaurant.
"Welcome."
The waiter swiftly opened the door for them, showing no peculiar expression when he saw Nia Mitchell.
