“I don’t want to waste my breath. This drink cost $398 wholesale. The penalty is one-thousand times the price. I’ll cut you a deal—pay $390,000 and we’ll forget the whole thing.”
The crowd gasped.
“Three hundred ninety thousand? That’s outrageous!”
“Outrageous? If you let kids steal now, they’ll steal gold when they’re older. She needs a good lesson!”
Hearing this, I pulled out my bank card and slammed it on the table.
“No need for discounts. I’ll pay $400,000!”
Rachel’s eyes lit up and she reached for it, but I pulled it away and said coldly:
“You’ll get the money only if the manager comes here and we review the surveillance cameras from start to finish.”
“If my daughter took anything, I’ll pay ten times more.”
“But if she didn’t, what will you do then?”
Rachel sneered:
“Don’t think I’m scared. That drink your daughter stole is a rare import, sold only here at our Seafood Buffet. If it wasn’t her, I’ll pay you $400,000 myself.”
I narrowed my eyes. “Fine. Deal.”
Thinking she was about to earn millions for the restaurant, Rachel was thrilled and immediately called the manager, Clara Johnson.
Within half an hour, Clara strutted in with arrogance.