A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 127 Your Man Provokes Me

Hank looked at Darlene with some sympathy and said, “Mr. Swale, my stomach is not good, and I can’t drink much. Why don’t we use juice as a substitute? The same for Ms.

Garcia.”

Braylen seemed to have heard a joke. He was stunned for a moment and burst out

laughing.

“Listen. Listen to what you have said. You used to drink at least three bottles of wine. Why do you refuse Ms. Garcia tonight?”

Douglas immediately took the opportunity to come over with a wine glass in his hand, his expression full of malicious intent.

“Mr. Swale, don’t scare your employee. It doesn’t matter if Hank doesn’t drink. I can. Ms. Garcia is a woman, so we have to show our respect. How about I drink with Ms.

Garcia?!!

Braylen leaned back and put on a half–smile. “Whatever. Whoever wants to drink with.

Ms. Garcia will be alright. Just a few glasses of wine. Ms. Garcia won’t reject it, right?”

Darlene turned sullen, and she kept the distance between her and Douglas with some disgust. “Mr. Swale, my health condition doesn’t allow me to drink alcohol”

Braylen was still smiling, but his tone changed. “Ms. Garcia, don’t pretend to be serious. You agreed to spend a night with me. Now what? Old men aren’t your type?”

When he said this, the room fell into a brief silence.

Although they had guessed the reason why Braylen had called Darlene over, it was still a bit unexpected for him to say it so bluntly..

Moreover, it was also a rare thing for Braylen, who was famous for being a playboy on the surface but was actually abstinent on the outside, to invite a woman to spend a night with him.

Darlene pushed away the wine glass that Douglas handed over and looked at Braylen. “What did Mr. Swale just say?”

Braylen stood up with a smile. “What did I say? Ms. Garcia is not disabled. How could you not understand?”

glass of wine in his hand and walked over to Darlene. He leaned over to her and said in a low voice, “Unfortunately,

easily, I am suddenly not interested in you. As for the shares. of the Gallard Group, do you really

He stuffed the wine glass into Darlene’s hand. “Ms. Garcia, do

not interested in you. He called you here to have

it. You’d better drink some. Mr. Swale doesn’t need you, but there may be someone who needs

laughed, and the people sitting

and soon there was a dispute.

continue interfering. “You guys have fun. I still have things to do, so I’ll leave first.

a cold voice, “Mr. Swale can be considered a person. with some reputation. I have no enmity

“You have no enmity with me, but your man provoked me. I wish you

door and went out. In

Douglas.

dare to take the risk of messing with Darlene. They turned to other

the others also found excuses

the room. Darlene recalled that night when she was also troubled by

grabbed a bottle on the table and said, “Mr. Nixon, didn’t you learn your lesson? I

last time. This

raised the bottle, he forcefully

could touch his head, the bottle was snatched away by Douglas and shattered on

forcefully pulled

arrogantly as he wanted to kiss

want you anymore. Why are you pretending to be

still

have money. Aren’t you going to divorce? Why don’t you come to me? Be my mistress, and I guarantee that you will have endless money to spend.”

hand restlessly moved downward. Darlene felt the coolness of the cash touching her skin, and her

pressed against her. Darlene was so stuffy that she could not

felt that she could not hold on any longer

up. She struggled to take out a knife from the pocket of her coat that fell to

Braylen, but it was

brought the knife with her, and

had already rubbed against her neck. She gripped the knife

that it was almost impossible