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.

 

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

 

her head, and turned her hopeful gaze to Wendy,

 

my best sister, you're going to

 

had no way to back down, and she said with

 

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

 

even more flustered in her heart, and she despised

 

toxic friends who couldn't

 

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

 

Wendy suggested.

 

it okay if

 

help would make

 

had always been a goddess of gravitas

 

there was nothing she could do now except begging for

 

will you? I'll really call the police if you

 

The waitress prodded her.

 

"I..."

 

a resolute look, she immediately

 

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

 

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

 

Clap!

 

a line of

 

right? It's just a few bottles of Lafite,

 

now, so he couldn't wait to earn her face back in

 

immediately jumped into

 

mean to

 

to pay

 

with her affectedly

 

his arm around Sara and said a few

 

right, all right, it's only forty thousand dollars. I'll take care of it for

 

she heard it. She was busy wiping her tears

 

you, brother

 

saying that, Sara kissed him on

 

words in Sara's ear, which made Sara's cheeks scarlet and her legs twisted together in the

 

turned to the waitress and said

 

on my tab and I will

 

a big

a suit, the

 

what's going on? Why are there so many

 

the lobby manager, Mr. Carson, had heard the commotion over there, and now that he saw it, he probably guessed what was going on in his

 

the lobby manager coming, bent over quickly

 

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

 

say anything, and even spoke

 

the broken bottle on the

 

you just tell them to pay? Forty

 

Carson asked hastily.

 

nodded her head with

 

Carson, Lafite, 10k for one

 

Clap!

 

straight across the face and

 

this a $10,000 bottle? Look closely at what vintage of

 

the waitress dumbfounded, her eyes crowded with tears, and she stammered

 

a few moments

 

1787 vintage collector. These are the only

 

Click!

 

Dead silence!

 

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