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Walking out of the side door of the cafe, Wendell went straight around the front and entered through the main door of the cafe again.

"Welcome." A reception lady at the door immediately smiled politely.

"Thanks." Wendell said with a smile. He had already recognised that this reception lady who spoke was one of those girls who had greeted Nalia in the back hall earlier.

"Eh? So it's Nalia's brother.……" This reception lady also recognized Wendell and couldn't help but purse her lips as she said, "Brother Nalia, why isn't he in the back with Nalia?"

Wendell laughed: "I just came to see Nalia's working environment, I don't want to drag Nalia into scolding."

"So it's in this way, come on in." That reception lady pursed her lips and smiled.

Wendell smiled as he walked in, found a seat and sat down.

At this time, a waiter immediately came over and said with a smile, "Handsome man, what would you like to drink?"

Wendell looked up and found that this girl who had come to entertain him was likewise one of the ones who had greeted Nalia at the back earlier, and it was obvious that this girl had come to poke fun at him because he was Nalia's brother.

The first time I sat down here, I was attracting butterflies and making those girls cry and pounce on me, but these girls were probably interested in me because of my relationship with Nalia.

"A cup of hot coffee…… Don't add sugar." Wendell looked at the list item, which stated the prices of various kinds of coffee and snacks, he ordered one at random and said with a smile: Okay, handsome brother will have to wait for a while oh~~~!" The girl said with a delicate smile.

Wendell smiled and nodded, "Please."

The girl pursed her lips and smiled, turned her head and left.

Because it wasn't the peak traffic period, there weren't many customers in the cafe, and many of the waitresses in the front room were snuggled together, whispering and looking at Wendell who was sitting steadily like a mountain from time to time.

"Nalia's brother is quite handsome, oh."

"Yeah, at first it looks a bit ordinary, but when you look closely, you realize that he's really durable oh."

"Che, that's called temperament, okay?"

"He's also quite handsome, just my type, if I didn't have a boyfriend, I'd go after him."

"Don't be a nymphomaniac, such a handsome guy must have a girlfriend, how can you be the one to make a fuss?"

"Narkck! I just like handsome guys, I'm a nymphomaniac, what's wrong?"

"Giggle giggle……"

The group of girls were laughing delicately, laughing and trembling, but they were also secretly moved.

In fact, Wendell has a steadiness that does not match his age, and more importantly, he has a unique aura about him, sitting there with a feeling of non-anger and self-awareness, which looks to make people appear both cordial and awe-inspiring.

Muech an aura is simply too manly compared to those young boys who dress more womanly than women nowadays. Especially since Wendell was not dressed in an old-fashioned way, but not too trendy either, it was this kind of ordinary dress that was more striking than other people of his age.

But these girls didn't know that their whispers would be overheard by Wendell from time to time, making him cry and laugh.

He hadn't really noticed before that he would be so popular among the little girls.

Of course, when Wendell heard it, he just laughed it off, most of these little girls were around eighteen or nineteen years old and it was the time when they liked to play around, so Wendell just listened to it as a joke.

"Don't you guys have to work? All joking around here and the boss is paying your wages?" A voice with a slight hint of coldness suddenly came out.

Those girls were immediately startled, glanced at each other, secretly spat out their tongues and hurriedly walked away to work.

Wendell, however, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked sideways at the person who spoke. In fact, I didn't need to turn around to know that the person who spoke was no other than Faran Silvan, who was called ‘fox spirit' by Mageta Agram.

"And a really domineering woman……" Wendell secretly said, and then looked into the back hall, but there was no sign of Nalia, I guess she was still changing her clothes, or busy with other work.

Faran Silvan came to the front hall, scanned around and instantly saw Wendell sitting at a table, she hesitated slightly, her eyes rolled, then she walked over in a modest manner with a faint smile on her face.

"This gentleman, you are Nalia's brother, right?" Faran Silvan came across to Wendell and asked lightly.

Wendell couldn't help but laugh dumbly, wasn't this a knowing question? Just now in the back hall he and Faran Silvan had already met, and Faran Silvan already knew that he was Nalia's brother, and now she was asking this, what did it mean?

"Doesn't it look like it?" Wendell asked indifferently.

"Of course not." Faran Silvan said nonchalantly, "But I'm sorry, Nalia has already started working and doesn't have time to accompany you. And we are a business place here, sir it's always bad for you to take up a position here…… How about this, you go back first, or go find a resting place nearby, and when Nalia gets off work, you can come back to her, okay?"

The same time, Faran Silvan's eyes flashed with an imperceptible look of contempt: really a country bumpkin, or a poor man, as ignorant as Nark, but still trying to pretend to be a rich boy, what is this big appearance sitting here? Does he really think he is a rich man?

In Faran Silvan's opinion, Wendell's so-called grand demeanour and calm demeanour that he displayed by sitting here in such a manner were all pretence.

Faran Silvan hates this kind of people, since you are poor, then you should honestly go and eat your hardships, go and do your labour, even if it is brushing dishes and washing dishes, doing hard labour and picking up rags, that is the life you should lead, what do you have to do to get into the pile of rich people?

Can you afford to live like a rich person?

Since you are a poor person, you should have the appearance of being a poor person, don't think about pretending to be fat all day long, that will only make people despise you.

This ‘pretend' atmosphere and composure of Wendell made Faran Silvan unusually despise.

Besides, Wendell was also in the way here, Faran Silvan had made up her mind that when she went to work, the boss's wife would come down to inspect the place, so she would have to put on a good show in front of the boss's wife, so that Nalia, the poor man who insisted on posing as a princess, would get out of the cafe in disgrace and wouldn't even get paid!

Don't you want to be poor and pretend to be rich?

I'll give you a taste of what it's like to pretend to be a rich person, and you won't even get paid.

But Wendell is here, in case this poor guy sees his sister being bullied and starts to go crazy, then there will be some trouble, and if she, the manager's daughter, is pestered by such a person, what face will she have?

Therefore, Faran Silvan wanted to drive Wendell away.

She firmly believed that since Wendell was a poor man, he must not have ordered anything to drink if he was sitting here, and he must be embarra_sed to sit here. If he ordered something to save face…… Hmph, just with the price of this cafe, I'm sure it would make his meat hurt for a while, right?

While Wendell heard Faran Silvan's words, he faintly frowned.

What kind of tone was this? Why did it sound so awkward?

Wendell asked indifferently, "What, you can't sit here without ordering something?"

"Sir, I'm really sorry, if you were a customer, we would naturally welcome you strongly, but you're…… Would you go and find a place to rest nearby?" Faran Silvan said nonchalantly.

Wendell couldn't help but be amused, he was exasperated, "I'm sorry too, because I've already ordered something, you can go now."

"You……" Faran Silvan was stunned, seeing Wendell's playful smile, she instantly turned ashamed and angry, her face flushed red with anger, she turned around and left with a huff, only dropping a sentence, "Then you take your time."

"Bang!"

Wendell slapped the table violently and said in a cold voice: "What are you! Call your manager over, I'd like to ask, what kind of service attitude is that?"

Faran Silvan was instantly startled and turned around violently, looking at Wendell in annoyance, and then turned her head to look again and said in a low voice: "You'd better not make trouble here, I'm not bothering with you because you're Nalia's brother, don't be insensitive!"

"What?!"

Wendell looked at her in amazement, he was insensitive?

He was really amused and angry, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly and waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go."

Wendell really wasn't half interested in talking to this woman any further, he was really afraid that he would also be infected with idiocy.

"Humph!" Faran Silvan, however, gave a proud hum and proudly turned around and left, as if she was a C_ckerel in a fight, looking at Wendell who simply didn't know what to say.

"Sir, your coffee!"

Those waitresses saw that Wendell and Faran Silvan had an argument and hurriedly brought the coffee over, speaking in a slightly high voice, obviously not wanting to make Wendell look bad, and indirectly sweeping Faran Silvan's face.

Muere enough, only to see Faran Silvan, who was leaving, couldn't help but pause in his steps.

"Brother Nark, don't be ordinary with this vixen, she is like this, looking down on the poor……" The waitress lady said.

Wendell smiled and nodded, laughing, "I know, thank you……"

"You're welcome!" That girl instantly smiled slightly and then her face changed slightly, "Oops, the boss lady is coming down from upstairs, I have to go over there……"

Wendell smiled and nodded at the girl as an expression of his gratitude, at least since he came to this Dark Fragrance Café, all the people Wendell had seen were people who had good intentions towards him, except for Faran Silvan, the foreman in the front room.

He then looked up at the stairway on the first floor, where several people were walking down the stairs, led by a woman in her forties, technically speaking, she should be considered a noblewoman, because the clothes she was wearing, were too luxurious!

To be continued....