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?”

over to Darlene. He leaned over to her and said in a low voice, “Unfortunately, I’m very picky about women.

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

glass into Darlene’s

called you here

already here, stop pretending to be aloof. No one buys it. You’d better drink some. Mr. Swale doesn’t

Douglas spoke, he laughed, and the people

Darlene to drink, and

wanting to continue interfering. “You guys have fun. I still have

she anxiously said in a cold voice, “Mr. Swale can be considered a person.

around and glanced at her. “You have no enmity with me, but your man provoked me. I

then opened the door and went out. In the room, the others were not fools like

Douglas.

to take the

others also found

people left in the room. Darlene recalled that night

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

Darlene with his red eyes. “I wasn’t prepared last time. This

bottle, he forcefully snatched

wine bottle that Darlene had raised could touch his head, the bottle was

she was forcefully pulled over.

ears quickly enlarged in front of her eyes. Douglas said arrogantly as he wanted to kiss her, “Little beauty, I told

been enough with you. He doesn’t even want you anymore.

still

the collar. “I have money. Aren’t you going to divorce? Why don’t

of the cash touching her skin, and her stomach suddenly

was so stuffy that

not hold on

to wake herself up. She struggled to take out a knife from the

had no choice but to make a deal with Braylen, but it was not

brought the knife with her, and the situation really developed to this

face had already rubbed against her neck. She gripped the knife tightly, opened the scabbard, and then suddenly

was almost impossible to hear clearly. “Go away!