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,

 

and shook her head, and turned her hopeful

 

you're going to

 

no way to back down,

 

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

 

Sara heard that, she became even more flustered in her heart, and she despised Wendy

 

friends who couldn't be trusted when it came

 

can help you out.

 

Wendy suggested.

 

it okay if

 

as asking Harry for help would

 

a goddess of

 

there was nothing she could do now except

 

really call the police if you

 

The waitress prodded her.

 

"I..."

 

a resolute look, she immediately took out her cell phone

 

room when he suddenly received a call from

 

It's just a few bottles

 

Clap!

 

line of colleagues, and shouted from a long distance

 

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

 

wait to earn her face back in

 

saw Harry coming, she immediately jumped

 

they're mean

 

to

 

her

 

his arm around Sara and

 

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

 

when she heard it. She was busy wiping her

 

brother Harry,

 

that, Sara kissed him

 

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

 

then, Harry turned to the waitress and said

 

thousand, right? Put it on my tab

 

like a big boss, and immediately

A man came in a suit, the lobby manager,

 

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

 

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

 

seeing the lobby manager coming, bent over quickly and

 

Lafite for our guests, and I'm

 

say anything, and

 

on the broken bottle on the floor,

 

just tell them to pay?

 

Carson asked hastily.

 

head with an affirmation and

 

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

 

Clap!

 

slapped her straight across the face

 

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

 

so sudden that it struck the waitress dumbfounded,

 

angrily for a few moments before

 

are the only four bottles in the city, it's nine hundred and sixty thousand

 

Click!

 

Dead silence!

 

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