Becoming Alpha’s Personal Caretaker
Chapter 154

Lauren's

POV

My chin lifted and stared into the eyes of the tall man who appeared annoyed by my presence.

"I'm with her." I responded. My attention went back to the woman plastered on his side. "If it's an original Birkin, the tiny liquid that was dropped on it will not even damage the bag. If it does, it has a lifetime warranty period that you can return it in the

manufacturer for quality issue. In fact, the company will pay you and even give you another bag if the liquid indeed made a damage on it. It is supposed to be water proof." I added, mentioning the guidelines inserted inside the bag if it was bought as authentic and "What are you trying to say?"

new.

"You already know what I am implying. I have the same brand but it is in silver edition. Should I tell you how much it's cost?"

I looked at the woman's orbs intently to tell here that I mean business.

The woman huffed in surprised but looked away eventually. She knew that she was cornered. She looked at her boyfriend who immediately came to her rescue.

"It doesn't change the fact that your friend damaged my girlfriend's bag."

"No, it did not. But two grand for the cleaning fee is too much for that kind of bag."

"Baby..." The woman whimpered helplessly.

Mila and I looked at each other at her dramatic plea. She is every inched a damsel.

My eyes blinked twice when the woman started to fake crying on the man's chest. I did not smell the salty tang of her tears in the air. What an actress.

Naturally, the man reacted in favor of her. It was sweet but not genuine. I would have gag if it is not a restaurant.

"Not only that you and this woman are rude. Instead of expressing your regret to the mistake that you made, you intended to embarrassed my girlfriend."

I breathed out. Another, stupid man mindless of the truth before his eyes.

"My friend has been expressing her apologies over and over. She is also willing to pay for the damages but the price that your girlfriend is asking is far too much." I explained.

I still try to muster my cool in the situation although the woman's doing reminded me of the antics that Janice used to get her way in the situation despite being at fault. And had the men eat it at the palm of her hands.

"Look, if you really wanted to pay for what is due, pay now!" The woman said in anger. Her smokey eyes were sending daggers on Mila and I.

If she was crying, those smokey eyes would have been ruined by now. Her make up would have been ruined.

I released a deep breath before I faced the man again.

"I don't want to repeat myself but the bag that your girlfriend owned was a good replica of the original. I don't need to check inside to see that it has uneven sewing pattern. I don't want to start on the buckle but it was the dead giveaway." I pointed out. "Besides, the little liquor will not do much damage on that bag."

"You--!"

The woman pointed her index finger at me. All the while she was glaring but still uncompromising on receiving the amount of money she was asking from Mila.

I pulled the hundred dollar bill from my pocket together with a couple of twenties and gave it to the woman.

Her eyes widen in shock as she blinked on the bills that were on her palm.

"Darling, kick them out of this place." The woman said in irritation. She threw the money on the ground.

I wanted to roll my eyes at her snooty attitude.

She was already caught red-handed. Instead of making amends, she chose to be a brat.

"Ladies, either pay up or I will have you kick out of this place."

"W-what?"

"I am the manager here. Either you leave on your own or you will be drag here by the security."

"You can't do that!" Mila protested.

"Watch me."

To my annoyance, his girlfriend sent us a smirk. She was still plastered on the manager's side. In her mind, she already has the upper hand.

"Hey, Lola. Can you ask the security to come here?" He ordered to the female waitress who passed by.

"Yes, Sir."

Mila stood closer to me. It seemed that the effects of the liquor totally disappeared from her system.

"I did not know that you are an expert on expensive bag." She whispered on my ear.

"I am not but when I happened to buy one out of spite, I had to check for myself that I am buying the authentic one. I saw it on youtube." I whispered back.

"When was this?"

"When that asshole chose Janice over me. I have to walk off my anger. I walked in a store and did not know that they sell those highly expensive bags." I explained. "When I was asked to choose, I pointed the silver one and has no idea that it was a limited-edition. I had it wrapped and gave my credit card only to be billed with the ginormous amount of money I spent because I was angry."

My friend chuckled beside me.

"I will never shop angry again." I added.

"I need to see it for myself. But, thank you for standing up for me."

"You're welcome."

"Where is the security, darling?" The impatient woman asked.

"Oh, they are here." The manager declared when two men in black with the word SECURITY printed in front of their shirt approached.

Both sneered at Mila and I before the security reached them.

"Remove these women out of the premises." The manager told the security. "They were creating disorder in the restaurant.

To our surprised, one of the two bulky men grabbed for the manager's arms and held it in his back. The other man got hold of the woman in the arm. They both resisted. Surprised appeared on their faces. "What is the meaning of this?"

"Let go of me! You should apprehend these two not us!" The woman objected. "Don't touch me."

"You can't do this! I am the manager here. You are working for me."

Even I was taken aback by what is happening. However, I was even more startled when Mila laughed beside me. Her laughter is becoming more comical by the minute.

"Take your hands off me. I'm your boss!"

"Excuse me."

Despite the giggles of her friend that quite distracted me, I turned to the person who just came in.

He was a tall man. On the lean side and maybe, a little older that I was. He has laughed lines in his face. "S-sir..."

"Baby, tell this man to get his hand off me." The dramatic girlfriend told the manager.

On the other hand, the manager turned pale at the sight of the man who just came in.

"Correction, they were working for me. You are working for me."

"Sir..."

"I am having a great conversation with my friend when I overheard the commotion you are having." "Y-yes, sir. These women are disturbing our patrons. I will have them removed in the restaurant, sir."

"No, need. I have heard enough." The man announced. "Kick them out of my restaurant."

"Sir? NO...!"

The securities pulled them away.

"I will have your paycheck sent to you in the morning." He added as he waved his hand. "Leave my property."

"You can't do this!"

"Watch me. Leave!"

Still flabbergasted by the situation, my attention went to Mila. Her friend is grinning.

"What is wrong with you?" I asked in disbelief.

The man was having a conversation with the couple and the two security personnel. I paid then no mind since I was also wondering at the turn of events. "It's a small world, my friend."

"What?"

"You are a lucky woman. You have connections in your hand."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

I stared at my friend with questions in my eyes. All the while, Mila has a wide smile on her lips.

Still wondering, she followed where her friend is looking.

Behind her, were Victor and Richard. They were watching the man who kicked the couple out.

The beta of the Midnight Claws tribe sent them a smile. He tipped the imaginary hat on his head as he nodded at them.

"That's what I am talking about." Mila uttered. "Sometimes, I wonder if boyfriend is stalker. He always knew whenever you are in trouble, missy." "Should I be afraid?"

I asked that while Victor and I were looking into each other's eyes.

"Too late, my friend. Too late."

This time, it was me who giggled.

"I'm very sorry." The lean man said when he came back to us. "He should have learned a lesson by now."

I smiled at him. "Thank you."

"Doctor Lauren Blanco, right?"

"Yeah." I said. Now, I remembered why he was familiar.

"I knew it." He smiled widely as he shook my hand. "How are you?"

Mila cleared her throat when the man is still holding my hand.