"Oh, that's enough!
"What do you want? I'll order it."
Not wanting to say much, Willow changed the topic.
"Alright."
Jane smirked and glanced contemptuously at Sean.
She had initially restrained herself, but she was now open about her disdain for Sean.
"Babe, I'm looking out for you.
"Women have to take good care of themselves.
"You're an heiress of the Quinn family.
"If getting a boyfriend lowers your living standards, you might as well not get one."
Jane shook her head before finally adding.
Willow ignored her and continued looking at the menu.
Sean was uninterested in arguing with Jane, so he stayed quiet.
Whether Willow's friend or her relative, Sean could endure them for Willow.
Of course, it was provided that they did not pick on Willow, or Sean would have gone after them.
"Willow, I'll have the French baked snails and chargrilled steak. I don't think they have anything too fancy here. I'd like it medium rare.
"A salad, a black pepper spaghetti for the main course
