“Max doesn’t care about you at all. He won’t even touch you. Even if you followed us here, he still wouldn’t look at you.”
I didn’t look at her. Instead, I calmly put on the queen mask and said, “Tonight, the drinks are on me.”
“Go put up a sign at the door: this lady and dogs are not allowed in.”
The waiter understood right away and was about to call security to have them removed.
Just then, Max walked in.
“Max, they’re mistreating customers here. I came first, but they wouldn’t let me have the private room. And this woman, she called me a dog and tried to kick me out!”
Max didn’t even look at me. He asked the waiter coldly, “How much did she invest?”
“Five hundred thousand…”
Ten minutes later, Max’s assistant came in carrying two boxes full of cash.
Max grabbed a handful of stacks and slammed them one by one onto my head. “Here’s one million. Take it and get lost. Is that enough for you?”
The sound of bills hitting the table drew everyone’s attention; all eyes turned toward us. The waiter, unable to stand it any longer, quietly reminded him, “Mr. Kennedy, she’s not just a partner, she’s your wife…”