Chapter 97

Yves glanced at Luna and asked with a smile, "What's your name, young lady?" Luna was so nervous that her face turned bright red. "M-My name is Luna Upton." "We would like to offer you a birthday gift and our warmest wishes, Ms. Upton. Please wait just a moment," Yves responded. "One more thing, I'd like a different waiter," Icarus added. "Oh? Has this waiter done something to upset you, Mr. Frye?" Yves turned to the waiter, whose face was pale and sweating profusely, narrowing his eyes. Icarus responded, "I just get the feeling he's really busy and not very patient." Yves' expression hardened. "Very well, Mr. Frye. I'll arrange for a different waiter to serve you. And I assure you, I will deal with him appropriately." The waiter felt his legs give way as Yves's cold glare bore down on him, and he almost sank to the ground. … 20 minutes later, the waiter started serving the dishes, each made with the highest quality ingredients. By the looks of it, the meal at Icarus's table