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.

 

call the police, please don't, I'm sure I'll pay

 

head, and turned

 

you're going to

 

down,

 

I don't have that much money, you know my family's situation, and I still have to pay for my brother's

 

flustered in her heart, and

 

they were toxic friends who couldn't be trusted when it came

 

ask Harry? He must have money, maybe he can help you out. Since you two had

 

Wendy suggested.

 

if I... do

 

as asking Harry for help would make him

 

a goddess of gravitas

 

she could do now

 

you? I'll really call

 

The waitress prodded her.

 

"I..."

 

tears from flowing out, and finally, with a resolute look, she immediately took out

 

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

 

wait, I'll be right over. It's just a few bottles of

 

Clap!

 

phone, Harry arrived with a line of colleagues,

 

my girlfriend, right? It's just a few

 

couldn't wait to

 

immediately jumped into his arms

 

mean

 

to

 

whispered with her affectedly sweet

 

arm around Sara and said a

 

right, it's only forty thousand dollars. I'll take

 

it. She was busy wiping her tears and kept

 

you, brother

 

saying that, Sara kissed

 

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 shape

 

to the waitress and said in a

 

Put it on my tab and I will settle it

 

a big boss, and

man came in a suit, the lobby

 

are

 

and now that he saw

 

lobby manager coming, bent over

 

of Lafite for our guests, and I'm taking

 

didn't say anything, and even spoke to

 

his eyes landed on the broken bottle

 

did you just tell them to pay? Forty

 

Carson asked hastily.

 

waitress nodded her head with an affirmation and

 

Lafite, 10k for

 

Clap!

 

straight across the face and

 

fucking blind, is this a $10,000 bottle? Look closely at what

 

waitress dumbfounded, her eyes crowded with tears, and

 

angrily for a few moments

 

1787 vintage collector. These are the only four bottles in the city, it's nine hundred and sixty thousand each! So,

 

Click!

 

Dead silence!

 

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