Chapter 1984 Treating Visual Impairment

The manager's eyes narrowed. "That won't do, either. The restaurant doesn't welcome this dog." Sadie immediately stood up. "Thank you. I'll just leave." She then pulled on the leash and, with her white cane, slowly made her way toward the door. Just then, Wynter walked over and held her back. "It's fine, we can eat somewhere else. I wouldn't have an appetite while eating with people like this, anyway." The nearby customers glanced over. "Just go already. Seeing that dog ruins my appetite." "Exactly. Hurry up and leave. My good mood is completely spoiled already." "Not everyone is fit to dine in a fine restaurant." "Do you think you're that superior?" Wynter's gaze deepened. "I recall one of you saying that she was ignorant because she ate a well-done steak without cutting it properly. "It seems you believe eating a well-done steak makes someone beneath you. Cascadia grew not for you to rely on your cutlery so much. Our strength lies in the fact that we are capable of tearing c