"Why is there another lost wallet?"
Looking at the Duke of Lionheart anxiously searching his own body, Jacob's heart, which had just calmed down, suddenly jumped again.
The incident of the guest losing their wallet yesterday had already caused him to lose his job as a waiter in the VIP area, forcing him to greet guests at the entrance. If the same mistake occurred just a day apart, he might not even have this job left. And if this ill-tempered duke insisted on pursuing the matter, getting fired wouldn't be out of the question!
Damn it! Why is it so hard for these damn guests to keep track of their wallets?
"Sir... don't worry, let me help you recall."
Taking two deep breaths, suppressing the heart that almost leapt out of his chest, Jacob, who thought things were not going well, forced a smile and said,
"You're sure that before entering our drinks area, your wallet was still on you, correct?"
"You're stating the obvious!"
