"I am the boss."
Seeing her, the two male guests looked her up and down, a hint of amazement in their eyes, "Since you're the owner of this shop, alright, tell us how you plan to compensate?"
The male guest speaking pointed to the white lotion on his black short-sleeve shirt.
"Lucy, don't talk too much to that shameless guy, he's here to cause trouble. Mary was washing his hair, and he still groped her."
"Groped? What are you saying, my scalp was itchy, she couldn't find the spot, shouldn't I use my head to point it out to her?"
Upon hearing this, Lucy walked straight to the bar counter, pulled up the surveillance footage, and zoomed in to take a look.
After watching the footage, she walked up to the man coldly and said, "Apologize to my employee."
"Apologize, my ass," the man said arrogantly, "Your shop should apologize to me."
"James, you're right, he's indeed causing trouble." Lucy said to Robert, "Hit him, and keep hitting until he apologizes."
