The two turned pale with fear.
A meal could cost five hundred thousand, even a million dollars? Such a person's connections were not to be trifled with.
The man awkwardly approached Maisy, bowing his head. "Missy, it was our fault earlier. Please forgive us, okay?"
The woman, no longer haughty, pleaded softly. "Please, forgive us..."
Maisy shook her head and said, "Daddy said we should pay for dirtying your dress. You really didn't need to be so angry. Right, Daddy?"
Talon smiled. And the woman hurriedly said, "No need, it's just a small stain. We can wash it at home. Missy, do you really forgive us?"
"Yes, I forgive you," Maisy said innocently.
The man and woman thanked them repeatedly and then hurriedly left.
Time passed, and by evening, Ariya returned from work looking dishearte
