Arrogant Healer God
Chapter 1262: The Mastermind Behind!_1

Chapter 1262: Chapter 1262: The Mastermind Behind!_1

In the following time,

the two chatted.

Shortly,

the dishes Elinda ordered along with a bottle of red wine were served.

Although this was a Michelin restaurant, Lionel felt that while the food was exquisitely prepared, the taste was just mediocre.

An hour later, the two finished dinner.

Elinda said, "Lionel, don’t stay at the hotel these next few days, come to my house instead."

"To your house?"

Lionel gave an awkward smile, "Wouldn’t that be a bit inappropriate?"

Elinda smiled and said, "Don’t worry, it’s just me at home."

"Your parents?"

Lionel asked curiously.

Elinda’s eyes dimmed, "My parents passed away when I was very young."

Lionel looked shocked and said, "They passed away? How did they die?"

"They died of illness."

Elinda sighed and then said, "That’s why, at that time, I made up my mind to become the best doctor in the world.

I want to cure all the people in the world who are tormented by illness, so that my tragedy will not happen again.

But obviously, I’m not the best doctor in the world, and there are many diseases that I’m powerless to cure."

Lionel took the woman’s hand and said softly, "Elinda, you already are the best doctor in the world.

There are a variety of diseases in the world, and no doctor dares to guarantee a cure for every illness.

All we can do is try our best to save lives.

In future, you’ll have me by your side, I am both your lover and your family."

"Mm."

Elinda nodded lightly, her eyes reddening, filled with tears.

Lionel sighed inwardly and made up his mind to love this woman well, giving her all the protection and care she needed.

"Let’s go, let’s go home!"

Lionel said and then called the waitress over to settle the bill.

Soon, the waitress came over, maintaining a professional smile, and said, "Mr., that would be 300,000 US dollars in total."

Lionel looked puzzled.

Were the dishes we ate tonight so expensive, costing 300,000 US dollars?

Before Lionel could speak,

Elinda looked at the waitress and frowned, "Are you mistaken? Why would it cost 300,000 US dollars?

Just now I checked the menu, the most expensive item is this bottle of wine, which is only 50,000 US dollars.

Including a few dishes, it should be at most 60,000 US dollars, how did it become 300,000 US dollars?"

The waitress still wore a smile and said, "Miss, you must be the one who’s mistaken, it is indeed 300,000 US dollars."

Lionel said, "Elinda, let it be, if it’s 300,000 then it’s 300,000.

As long as you’re happy, this amount of money doesn’t matter."

With that, he took out a bank card ready to pay.

He didn’t want to waste time on such a trivial matter.

He had finally found time to come to Oxford, and naturally wanted to spend as much time as possible with Elinda.

"Lionel, it’s not about the money, this restaurant is clearly treating us like fools!"

Elinda stopped Lionel and said to the waitress, "Call your manager over here!"

"Alright, please wait a moment."

The waitress nodded and then left.

After a while,

a middle-aged Caucasian man in a black tuxedo came over.

The middle-aged Caucasian man smiled and said, "Miss, hello, I am Amos, the manager of this restaurant."

Elinda spoke sternly, "We consumed only 60,000 US dollars, but your waitress is charging us 300,000 US dollars. May I ask what is the reason for this?"

Amos turned to look at the waitress and reproached, "How could you charge these two guests 60,000 US dollars?"

The waitress hurriedly said, "Manager, I must have made a mistake, let me recalculate..."

Amos said, "You are indeed mistaken, it should be 600,000 US dollars!"

Once these words came out,

Elinda was stunned.

Lionel Yeager also slightly furrowed his brows.

"What’s going on, the Miss from just now said she only spent sixty thousand US dollars, yet the waitress is asking for three hundred thousand US dollars.

And now the restaurant manager is actually claiming we owe six hundred thousand US dollars, how does it keep increasing?"

"I don’t know, this restaurant seems very legitimate; they never overcharge."

"Could it be that this young couple has offended the restaurant?"

The patrons started discussing, feeling that something was not right.

Elinda spoke gravely, "Mr. Amos, are you joking?

We only spent sixty thousand US dollars, yet you want to charge us six hundred thousand US dollars?"

Amos patted his forehead, saying, "Oh, my apologies, Miss, it appears I made a mistake again.

You and this Mr. have indeed spent a total of one million US dollars."

"What?! One million US dollars?!"

Elinda stood up abruptly, trembling with anger, "Are you running a scam? I want to complain about you!"

Amos shrugged, saying, "Miss, feel free to complain all you want.

However, the money is still due. How do you propose to pay?"

Elinda was about to speak.

Lionel stood up, calmly facing Amos, "Tell me, who put you up to this?"

Elinda asked with puzzlement, "Lionel, are you saying someone put him up to this?"

Lionel nodded, "This guy is just a restaurant manager. Would he dare do this without someone backing him?"

"Makes sense."

Elinda also turned to Amos and demanded coldly, "Who exactly put you up to this?"

Amos wore a smile, stating arrogantly, "No one put me up to this.

I advise you to just pay up quickly and save yourself the embarrassment."

Lionel’s gaze grew colder, "I’ll give you one chance, call the person backing you, and have them come here immediately."

Amos, with a dismissive expression, said, "You yellow monkey, can’t you afford to pay?

If you don’t have the money, then don’t dine at such a high-end restaurant!

I’m telling you, only upper-class people come here to dine, not low-lifes from the bottom of society like you..."

Slap!

Before Amos could finish his sentence, Lionel slapped him across the face!

"Ah..."

He let out a scream as his body flew backward, knocking over several tables and chairs.

Everyone present was taken aback.

Clearly, nobody expected Lionel to actually resort to violence.

Elinda was also frightened, "Lionel, this..."

Lionel raised his hand, "Leave this to me."

Saying this, he looked up at Amos, his voice cold, "I’ll say it once more, call the person behind you to come over!"

Amos was helped to his feet by a few waitresses.

Grasping his swollen face, he roared angrily, "Kid, do you know who I work for, to dare strike me?"

Lionel’s face turned even colder, "If you say one more word, I will kill you."

Although Lionel’s voice wasn’t loud, it reached everyone’s ears.

All eyes widened in shock.

This kid was too arrogant, even daring to utter death threats?

Applause...

At that moment, a round of applause broke through the silence.

"Kid, quite arrogant, aren’t you? Daring to lay hands on my man, and even talking about killing?"

A mocking voice followed the clapping.

All those present turned their heads to look.

They saw a group of people enter from outside.

The one leading was a young, handsome Caucasian man dressed in a tailored black suit with a trim build, sporting brown curly hair.

Following him were a pack of towering black-clad bodyguards.

Upon seeing the young Caucasian man,

Everyone present was utterly shocked.

"Mr. Anthony, you’ve finally arrived!"

Amos hurried over, pleading with a weeping tone, "This kid dared to hit me and even talked about killing me. You must take my side!"