Chapter 545

"I just forgot about it, that's all! Do you know how many rooms I have to clean up every day? It stands to reason I'll forget which is which," said Oliver stubbornly.

Corinne smiled. "Oh my, your memory isn't that great huh? Now I'm worried whether you've ever mixed up the orders you're in charge of. Though I must wonder why the owner of this restaurant would keep you on the job if your memory is as bad as you've implied."

Oliver guiltily shifted his eyes away from her. "No! It's only today my memory isn't that great 'cause, 'cause I'm not feeling well. Miss, why do you insist on pushing the blame on me when you're the one who snatched the bowl of soup away from me and poured it all over the kid?"

"Did I say you have anything to do with that? I'm just asking you where the memory card is." Corinne suddenly smiled but only for a second before her face became serious again. "Oliver, it's still not too late for you to hand over the memory card now. Otherwise, I'll call the police and th