Chapter 2165

Jasmine said, “Take Terror Town, for example. Less than ten people in the entire city would qualify to go up there!”

Andrew replied, “I’m not from Terror Town, but I think I should qualify.”

Before Jasmine could respond, a cold voice cut through the air. “Excuse me, could you please move aside? Along with an overwhelming wave of expensive perfume, a woman in a sharp business suit with an icy expression walked over.

Carlos was startled and quickly stepped out of the way. “It’s Ms. Ophelia Barclay, the personal secretary to Mr. Elijah Knowles, the Prince of Terror Town.”

Patrick and Sofia obviously knew how powerful she was and quickly moved aside, lowering their heads.

Cassandra forced a flattering smile and greeted her eagerly, “Ms. Barclay, hello! I’m Cassandra from the Garcia family. I interviewed you last time. Do you remember me?”

Ophelia gave her a cold glance and replied indifferently. “Sorry, I don’t remember.”

Cassandra’s face flushed bright red, embarrassed beyond words.

“Mr. Knowles will be dining here shortly, and we’ve reserved the Sky Garden!” Ophelia spoke to Jasmine in a commanding tone.

Jasmine immediately put on a huge smile. “Yes, of course! Ms. Barclay, you really didn’t need to come personally. A phone call would have been enough.” She then turned to Andrew dismissively. “Sorry, sir. The Sky Garden has been reserved. You’ll need to leave!”

Andrew frowned. “But we were here first.”

Jasmine almost wanted to laugh. After all, being here first meant nothing, and the person coming later was Elijah, Terror Town’s unofficial king. She mentally criticized Andrew but remained polite. “Even though you arrived first, as I mentioned, Sky Garden only serves special guests.”

Ophelia crossed her arms, giving Andrew a mocking smile. “Where did this country bumpkin crawl out from? You don’t even know that the Sky Garden requires identity verification? Go back to whatever small town you came from and stop embarrassing yourself.”

Everyone knew she worked directly for Elijah, so when Andrew had the audacity to argue, Ophelia could not stand it anymore. She was already rolling her eyes at how clueless he seemed.

Chantelle gave a cold snort. “Watch your mouth. So what if you work for Elijah? Does that make you so high and mighty?”

Ophelia sneered. “Oh? You dare talk back? Figures… you’re all the same, just a family of nobodies. Get lost already before you embarrass yourselves further.”

Chantell was furious, but Patrick, Sofia, and the others were terrified, not daring to show a hint of anger.

Andrew’s face darkened as he said, “What kind of lousy restaurant is this? Tonight, I’m eating here no matter what. Didn’t you say you need to verify identity? Then hurry up and verify it.”

Jasmine’s face darkened. “Sir, please don’t cause trouble.” They had already said Elijah was coming, yet this guy still wanted to compete. Who did he think he was?

Andrew’s eyes narrowed. “I told you to verify my identity. Didn’t you hear me?”

Jasmine didn’t respond, but Ophelia crossed her arms with a gleeful, mocking attitude. “He said to verify his identity, so go ahead and verify it. This is the first time in Terror Town someone’s tried to compete with Mr. Knowles for a table. Let’s see what he’s made of.”

Jasmine gritted her teeth. “Fine, I’ll call our duty manager over.”

Soon, a pot-bellied, balding man in a suit walked over. He ignored Andrew’s group and smiled obsequiously at Ophelia. “Ms. Barclay, hello!”

Ophelia acted haughty and aloof. “Mr. Henson, some show-off here wants to compete with Mr. Knowles for the table. Just handle it, would you?”

Omar Henson frowned and immediately looked at Andrew. “You want to reserve the Sky Garden?”

Andrew replied impatiently. “You’ve asked that dozens of times already. Hurry up. I’m hungry.”

Omar’s face darkened as he snorted coldly. “Sir, don’t say I didn’t warn you… The Sky Garden isn’t for ordinary people. You won’t get anywhere trying to show off here.”

Andrew remained expressionless. “I’m asking if you can call the shots here. If not, call whoever owns this place.”

Omar became furious and pulled out his tablet. “Fine. Please state your name and identity. If you pass the verification, we really will give you the table.”

Andrew said calmly. “Andrew Lloyd, from Blumedale of Gabo Creek Province.”

Omar immediately input the name into his tablet.

Ophelia scoffed. “Just some nobody trying to act important.”

But right then, Omar’s eyebrow twitched hard. His face paled as he stammered, “A-Andrew… No… Mr. Lloyd. From Gabo Creek, the King of Gabo Creek himself… Your background is actually this powerful?”