Dragon Master novel Maximilian
Chapter 95: Maximilian's Face
The crowd was stunned and turned their attention to the young man who had suddenly stepped forward.
He was a very ordinary guy. What made him say such words?
Was it possible for him to be a hero to save a beauty?
That was 40k dollars!
A lot of people let out contemptuous disdain!
The man, dressed in ordinary clothes, spoke like he was rich and generous.
"Oh, where's the poor man from? He was actually pretending to be rich here.”
“I guess he saw her pretty face and had a purpose in his mind.”
"How could that happen when it comes to him?
He was dressed in shabby cloth and was a loser at first glance.”
Many people mocked him and sneered openly and secretly, ignoring Maximilian's feelings completely.
Sara looked up at this time with tearful eyes to see Maximilian, and she was immediately ashamed. In her eyes, Maximilian was a bragging poor loser. Her embarrassment had been seen by such a loser, how could she not be angry?
And, she thought Maximilian had just come over to taunt her!
"Maximilian, what are you doing over here? Go away. I don't need your help here!”
Sara scolded him with shame.
In the middle of the crowd, Wendy ran over.
"Sara, what's wrong with you?"
"Wendy ......”
When Sara saw Wendy coming, her tears broke at once and she wrapped her arms around her and started crying.
"Sara, it's okay. What's wrong? Talk to me.”
Wendy said to comfort her, gently patting Sara's back.
She did notice the broken bottle on the ground and the large puddle of red wine, plus the accusations from the onlookers, and she immediately understood.
Sara was in trouble!
"Wendy, I broke four bottles of Lafite and she wants me to pay 40k dollars!”
Sara was crying her heart out.
“Forty thousand?” Wendy was startled.
Her family was not much better, and it was 40k dollars, and she didn't have that much of money either.
She even regretted stepping into it now. It was hard for her to not help her best friend.
The waitress next to her got tired of waiting and said in a cold voice.
“Please pay for the damage you've done ASAP. I have work to do, or I'll call the police.”
The restaurant was surrounded by so many people, and if she didn't take care of it on time, she would be criticized as a waitress.
don't,
shook her head, and turned her hopeful gaze to
sister, you're going
back down, and she said with an
much money, you know my family's situation, and I still have to
even more flustered in her heart, and she despised Wendy a million
that they were toxic friends who couldn't
you out. Since you two had just made out anyway, he shouldn't leave you in the
Wendy suggested.
if
help would make him look down
always been a goddess of gravitas in front
there was nothing she could do
you? I'll really call the police
The waitress prodded her.
"I..."
flowing out, and finally, with a resolute look, she immediately took out her cell phone and called
a call from Sara, who was crying. And after asking for why, he
be right over. It's just a
Clap!
the phone, Harry arrived with a line of colleagues, and shouted
right? It's just a few bottles of Lafite, how
was very upset just now, so he couldn't wait to earn her face back in front
she immediately jumped into his arms and cried with pearly
they're mean to
have to pay 40k
her
put his arm around Sara and
only forty thousand dollars. I'll take care of it
was overjoyed when she heard it. She was busy
you, brother
saying that, Sara kissed him on the
this action, Harry who was instantly aroused couldn't help but leaned down and muttered a few words in Sara's ear, which made Sara's cheeks scarlet and her legs twisted together in the
turned to the waitress and said in
forty thousand, right? Put it on my tab and I will settle it
a look at Harry, who looked like a big boss,
A man came in a suit, the lobby manager,
are there so many people gathered
manager, Mr. Carson, had heard the commotion over there, and now that he saw it, he
seeing the lobby manager
accidentally broke four bottles of Lafite for our guests,
didn't say anything, and even spoke to politely
eyes landed on the broken bottle on the floor, he
you just tell
Carson asked hastily.
nodded her head with an affirmation
Lafite, 10k for one
Clap!
her straight across the face
a $10,000 bottle? Look closely at what vintage
it struck the waitress dumbfounded, her eyes crowded with tears,
glared angrily for a few moments before turning to Harry
as this is our new batch of Lafite, a 1787 vintage collector. These are the only four bottles in the city, it's nine hundred and sixty
Click!
Dead silence!