"Yes!" Aldo grinned from ear to ear.

"So, pretty lady, have you come to your senses? Come with me."

Raegan looked at his outstretched hand with apparent disgust and calmly retorted, "Having manners is a good thing. Maybe bring some along next time you go out."

Aldo was momentarily stunned and then realized Raegan was insulting him. The next second, his face reddened with anger.

"Who are you calling uncivilized?"

Raegan rolled her eyes at him.

“Whoever keeps going on and on here, that's who."

Aldo pointed an accusing finger at Raegan and snapped, "You bit...

Who do you think you are to look down on me? I'm way better than this loser you're with."

He had intended to use more offensive Language. But since they were at a classy restaurant, he bit back the rest of his tirade and endured Raegan's insults.

"Aldo, you've got it all wrong. It's not that I look down on you. I simply don't care about you at all." Raegan offered him a sardonic smile.

“And another piece of advice. Ease up on the perfume. It's too much. No amount of fragrance can mask the stench of being a scum."

Raegan's words, though politely phrased and free of curses, left Aldo seething and stomping his feet in anger.

Without waiting for his response, Raegan gracefully walked into the restaurant, giving no chance for Aldo to react.

Henley, on the other hand, remained where he was and watched Raegan's retreating figure, seemingly lost in thought.

Aldo tried to regain his composure and let out a chuckle.

"Well, well, I didn't expect that pretty lady to be so feisty."

Henley looked back and cast a cold, piercing look at Aldo. The intensity of his gaze instantly silenced Aldo.

Once they were seated, Henley handed Raegan the translation materials and expressed his gratitude.

“Raegan, thank you for standing up for me back there."