(Sena POV)
She confronted Sean's men that already surround us.
"She's just a little lost."
She's about to grab again my hand when one of Sean's men stopped her from doing it.
Cecile arrived and came between us.
"Call the manager please."
Cecile requested without looking at the person who will take her order.
They act immediately.
“What is this Sena?” Christelle asked me.
Without a respond I left her. It is her own choice if she believes me or not.
Cecile pulled me out of the chair.
"Wrong table." noted by Cecile.
She pulls me one of the chairs where Christelle prepared the food for a VIP guest.
Christelle, don't you still believe me now?
The manager came and told Christelle something. Her mouth went round at what she finds out. She immediately dragged out.
I held the hem of my dress tightly so I could stop mys
