THE SECRET PARTY

Stella suddenly stood up and looked at the waiter in a mocking way. It looked like she was really fucked up with what happened.

"Fuck, are you stupid? Out of all the people who eat here, you're going to bump into me?"

The waiter was on the verge of panic and looked like he was about to faint from nervousness. I tried defending him from Stella's rants.

"Sis, I am sorry on behalf of the waiter. Maybe he was tired!" I said with a firmed voice.

I really hate people who think they are above other people. It really annoys me!

Stella suddenly pointed at me. "Stop defending him, he should be punished for what he did. As customers, we don't tolerate like this to happen!"

I was surprised that she refused to listen to me. I became quiet again. She turned back to the waiter who spoke again while keeping his head down.

"Ma'am, I'll just pay for your clothes if you want!"

Stella grinned as if he was insulted by what she heard. "Are you kidding? Do you know how much this dress costs? Even if you wor