Rogan immediately called out to her, his voice booming. "Hey, you! Madelyn! Come over here and take our order."

Madelyn held the tub of plates and pretended to not hear him as she looked at a person about the same age as her.

Her name was Wonda, and she was also working here part-time.

Madelyn looked at her gloating face and then turned around to leave.

"Oi, I'm calling for you! Do you hear me?!"

Madelyn put down the tub and washed her hands cleaned before walking over with a menu.

"What would you like to order?" she asked, as she took out a notebook to jot the order down.

Five pairs of eyes all stared at her like hungry wolves staring at their prey. Those ill-intentioned gazes exuded a revolting malevolence.

One of them then said, "Babe, are you short on cash? If you are, just let me know. I have money."

As he said that, he pulled out three hundred dollars from his wallet and put in on the table. "If you go out and play with me today, this money's yours."

A shrill laugh sudd