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.

 

please don't, I'm sure

 

her head, and turned

 

my best sister, you're going to

 

had no way to back down, and she said with an embarrassing

 

you know my family's situation,

 

flustered in her heart,

 

friends who couldn't be trusted when

 

go and ask Harry? He must have money, maybe he can help you out. Since you two had just made out anyway,

 

Wendy suggested.

 

if I... do

 

Harry for help would make

 

always been a goddess of gravitas in

 

there was nothing she could do now except

 

you? I'll really call the police if

 

The waitress prodded her.

 

"I..."

 

flowing out, and finally, with a resolute look,

 

suddenly received a call from Sara,

 

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

 

Clap!

 

arrived with a line of colleagues, and

 

my girlfriend, right? It's just a few bottles

 

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

 

Harry coming, she immediately jumped into

 

mean

 

to pay 40k

 

with her

 

Sara and

 

thousand dollars. I'll take care

 

face was overjoyed when she heard it. She was busy wiping her

 

you, brother Harry,

 

saying that, Sara kissed him on the

 

couldn't help but leaned down and muttered a few words

 

the waitress

 

forty thousand, right? Put it on my tab and I

 

took a look at Harry, who looked like a big boss, and immediately nodded

A man came in a suit, the lobby manager, and

 

going on? Why are there so many

 

heard the commotion over there, and now that he saw it, he probably guessed what was going

 

the lobby manager coming, bent over

 

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

 

say anything, and even spoke to politely

 

his eyes landed on the broken bottle on

 

you just tell them to pay?

 

Carson asked hastily.

 

waitress nodded her head with

 

Mr. Carson, Lafite, 10k for one bottle, 40k

 

Clap!

 

her straight across the face and

 

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

 

so sudden that it struck the waitress dumbfounded, her eyes crowded with tears, and she stammered for

 

for a few moments before turning

 

a 1787 vintage collector. These are the only four bottles in the city, it's

 

Click!

 

Dead silence!

 

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