Dragon Master

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, I'm sure I'll

 

shook her head, and turned

 

you're

 

had no way to back down, and she said with

 

I don't have that much money, you know my family's situation, and

 

soon as Sara heard that, she became even more flustered in

 

friends who couldn't be trusted when it came to the moment

 

can help you out. Since you two had just made out

 

Wendy suggested.

 

okay if I... do

 

was ashamed, as asking Harry for help would make him look down

 

been a goddess

 

was nothing she could do

 

you? I'll really call the police if

 

The waitress prodded her.

 

"I..."

 

with a resolute look, she immediately took out her cell

 

sulking in the room when he suddenly received a call from Sara, who was crying. And after

 

over. It's just a few bottles of wine,

 

Clap!

 

the phone, Harry arrived with a line of colleagues, and shouted from a

 

going on? Are you bullying my girlfriend, right? It's just a few bottles of Lafite,

 

wait to earn her face

 

Harry coming, she immediately jumped into his arms

 

mean to

 

have to pay 40k

 

her

 

his arm around Sara and said a few comforting

 

it's only forty thousand dollars. I'll take care of it

 

she heard it. She was busy wiping

 

you, brother

 

that, Sara kissed him on the

 

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

 

to the waitress and

 

forty thousand, right? Put it on my

 

look at Harry, who looked like a big

man came in a suit, the lobby manager,

 

Why are there

 

over there, and now that he saw it, he probably guessed what was going on in

 

manager coming, bent over

 

four bottles of Lafite for our guests, and I'm

 

nodded, and didn't say anything, and even spoke to politely

 

the broken bottle on the floor,

 

just tell them

 

Carson asked hastily.

 

waitress nodded her head

 

Lafite, 10k for one bottle, 40k

 

Clap!

 

slapped her straight across the face

 

a $10,000 bottle? Look closely at what

 

it struck the waitress dumbfounded, her eyes crowded with

 

few moments before turning to Harry with a

 

is new and doesn't know this stuff, 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 thousand each! So, those four bottles, that's

 

Click!

 

Dead silence!

 

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