Just as the angry man reached for his phone, the front glass doors swung open.
A tall woman in an elegant beige pantsuit walked quickly into the quiet dining hall.
She wore a silver necklace and a matching USA flag pin on her suit collar.
Her eyes scanned the room instantly until she spotted the small boy near the table.
The boy let go of Margarethe's apron and ran fast toward the incoming woman.
He threw his arms around her waist while sobbing soft tears into her neat clothes.
Boy: Mom, mom! She saved me!
The woman dropped her leather purse onto a chair and held the boy extremely tight.
She looked down at her son's pale face and checked his breathing with gentle hands.
Boy: I couldn't breathe and the nice lady grabbed me fast!
The woman turned her gaze toward Margarethe with deep tears shining in her eyes.
Elegant Woman: She saved him!
The man in the green suit froze completely in his tracks near the table side.
His harsh expression vanished instantly as his eyes widened in absolute shock and panic.
Angry Man: Wait... is that you?
The elegant woman stood up straight and faced the man with cold, quiet authority.
She was not just a random guest who had entered the building by sheer accident.
She was Evelyn Vance, the chief owner of the entire hotel and restaurant chain.
The angry man's face turned completely pale as he realized who he was addressing.
He had spent the last month trying to secure a massive real estate investment from her.
Now he stood in her centerpiece dining room after insulting the worker who saved her son.
Evelyn walked slowly toward Margarethe while keeping her calm gaze locked on the man.
Elegant Woman: Really, no one talks to my staff or my son that way.
The dining room felt dead quiet as everyone waited for her next decisive words.