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

 

her head, and

 

you're my best sister, you're going to help

 

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

 

much money, you know my family's situation, and I still have

 

even more flustered in her heart, and she despised Wendy a million

 

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

 

money, maybe he can help you out. Since you two had

 

Wendy suggested.

 

if I...

 

ashamed, as asking Harry for help would

 

goddess of

 

could do now except

 

I'll really

 

The waitress prodded her.

 

"I..."

 

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

 

from Sara, who was crying. And after asking for why,

 

just a few bottles

 

Clap!

 

hanging up the phone, Harry arrived with a line of colleagues, and

 

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

 

so he couldn't wait to earn her face back in front of the

 

saw Harry coming, she immediately jumped into

 

they're mean

 

have to

 

with her affectedly sweet

 

his arm around Sara and

 

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

 

She was busy wiping her tears

 

brother

 

kissed him

 

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

 

Harry turned to the waitress and said in a

 

Put it on my tab and I will

 

a look at Harry, who looked like a

came in a

 

what's going on? Why are there so many people

 

the lobby manager, Mr. Carson, had heard the commotion over there, and now that he saw it, he

 

manager coming, bent

 

lady accidentally broke four bottles of Lafite for our guests,

 

didn't say anything, and even

 

eyes landed on the broken bottle on

 

tell

 

Carson asked hastily.

 

waitress nodded her head with an affirmation and

 

Lafite, 10k for one

 

Clap!

 

across the

 

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

 

slap was so sudden that it struck the waitress dumbfounded, her eyes

 

glared angrily for a few moments before turning to Harry with a

 

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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