The waiter handed her the items in his hand.
Annie Lawrence took the wine from the waiter and swayed her hips as she walked to the private room.
She could hardly suppress her excitement, and her face showed a hint of agitation and eagerness. She stood outside the door and freed one hand to adjust her hair. She also checked her makeup against the door that could reflect her figure before knocking on the door.
Soon, the waiter inside opened the door for her.
As the door opened, Annie took a deep breath, her lips curling into a sweet smile as she slowly stepped into the private room.
The waiter who opened the door was taken aback when he saw her, thinking she was new.
He wondered why the management would arrange for a new waiter to serve Frank Parker's private room.
Serving big shots like them, they usually wouldn't use newcomers.
Newcomers are prone to mistakes.
If anything goes wrong and offends these big shots, everyone else would suffer the consequences.
But...
