Love At The Right Price

Chapter 21

Gasp. The atmosphere turned stiff, and only sounds of gasps could be heard from the crowd.

e booth was dumbfounded as this sudden development caught them off guard.

Fabian Lewis approached Harold at the speed of light with a nosy expression. “Mr. Brandt, what’s up with this chick? Does she have a death wish or what? How dare she ask President Holt to accompany her for a drink?”

Someone else chimed in, “Yes, it’s a pity that she’s such a beauty. If it were us, we might not care about what she’s done. But she just had to pick President Holt, who has the worst temper and refuses to get close to a woman. It’s over for her, I’m afraid.”

After all, in their eyes, Frank was not a man who knew how to appreciate women.

Harold was completely terrified and did not dare to look at Frank at all. He was even thinking about running away. “You’re right, it’s over. If I knew this would happen, I wouldn’t have come to Witt Bar even if it kills me.”

Harold had always liked beautiful women, and they all thought that he was acting like this because

Frank here and called the beautiful ladies over… He was just trying to take Frank, the eldest young master of the Holt Family, to have some fun at the bar, but happened

Both of them were extremely dear to Elle. One of them was her grandson, and the other was her granddaughter-in-law. He, an outsider, couldn’t afford to offend

Fabian grabbed Harold and said with great interest, “How do you think this chick will end

clenched his fists. Tamara’s gonna be fine, but if

his hair out, he heard Frank’s deep voice that was

struck with a bolt of lightning. Did we mishear? Or did President Holt make a mistake? Not only did he not get angry,

even Harold, who knew a part of the inside story, looked as though he had been struck by lightning. He couldn’t remember when Frank had become so good-tempered. Even if she is his son’s mother, it’s still too much for her to treat him like a host in public. And yet, he didn’t

well. She hadn’t expected him to agree

code at her. He raised his eyebrows and said in a low and rich

the type to dilly-dally either. With a wave of her small hand, she immediately transferred one million