Carolina breathed heavily, completely incredulous at what she was hearing.

"That's not true, what do you mean, boss?" she asked the waiter, who continued to point the gun at them.

"Exactly as you're hearing it, she is the owner and lady of this place. I demand respect." The man was about to pull the trigger, and Victoria, with complete calm, raised her hand and shook her head.

"Easy, Enzo. Lower the weapon, I can handle this myself."

Ramiro was even more confused by what Victoria was saying and couldn't take his eyes off her.

"This must be a goddamn joke," he spat with contempt. "Look at you, you're nowhere near...