Chapter 418
Chapter 418:
The girl softly stroked its fur, murmuring comforting words in its ear.
The waiter continued to mediate, explaining that guide dogs are legally allowed in public spaces. He offered to move the woman and her group to another table or even offer them a discount on their meal.
“A discount? As if we need that,” the woman sneered, folding her arms. “I’m a regular here and a member. I don’t need a discount. I’m just saying, get that dog out of here and make sure no animals are allowed. This is a place for people to eat p>
The girl bit her lip, held her dog firmly, and chose not to say anything more.
Some nearby customers couldn’t remain silent any longer, voicing their support for the girl and her guide dog. However, the woman continued to argue sharply, refusing to back down.
Sloane, already fond of the dog, couldn’t tolerate the insults being hurled at it and its owner. She was ready to speak up, but Vinson stopped her.
“I’ll take care of it,” he said calmly.
He stood up and addressed the woman, “Ma’am, since you refuse to accept the guide dog and dismiss all our efforts to accommodate you, I kindly ask you to leave p>
The woman shot him a sideways glare. “Why should I leave? I was here first, and I’m a member! I’ve been here countless times, and I’ve never had to dine with a dog p>
Vinson, his demeanor still calm and friendly, repeated, “It’s a guide dog. It won’t interfere with your dining experience in any way p>
The woman gave an exaggerated eye roll. “What does it matter to you? Are you playing hero here? Is this your restaurant? This is none of your business p>
Vinson’s lips curved into a slight smile as he looked at her. “Actually, this is my restaurant. Do you have any other concerns p>
The woman was momentarily silenced.
Vinson turned to the young waiter, instructing, “Please show her out.” His voice was polite, but there was no room for debate.
“How dare you!” The woman was burning with anger at being asked to leave.
“You’re throwing out a customer? I’ll make sure this gets out to everyone p>
“Go ahead,” Vinson responded, his expression unchanged. “Just make sure you reach out to credible outlets, not the tabloids p>
“You’re p>
“Give her a refund,” Vinson said calmly to the waiter. “We don’t tolerate rude guests here p>
The waiter immediately nodded.
The woman kept protesting, but the staff members were already guiding her out.
The man who had been dining with her had remained silent throughout. As they left, his face was red with embarrassment, and he quickly followed, almost as if he were trying to slip away unnoticed.