Her Tears Are His Weakness

Chapter 13

Leonardo's invitation gave Samantha a way out, sparing her from standing there awkwardly like a fool. She quickly took a seat beside him.

He didn't give her any instructions, but Samantha wasn't completely oblivious. After glancing around, she grabbed the most expensive wine and poured a drink into the empty glass in front of him.

Technically, they had been here for a while. Yet, to her surprise, Leonardo's glass had remained untouched. His glass never filled in the first place. There wasn't even a trace of liquor on the glass walls.

Once she finished pouring, Leonardo picked up the glass and took a sip, accepting her gesture without hesitation.

"So that's how it is, huh? If she's not the one pouring, you won't even drink, right?" Wesley teased. "What, does the wine taste better when she pours it?"

Amused by the thought, he couldn't help but grow curious. "How about you pour one for me too?"

As a waitress, Samantha had no reason to refuse. She was just about to get up and pour when Leonardo stopped her. "Don't bother with him."

Samantha pursed her lips together, feeling awkward. Was it really okay to ignore Wesley like that? He was an important guest too.

Fortunately, Wesley didn't seem offended. He just laughed and waved it off. "Fine, fine. As long as you take care of Leonardo, a nobody like me can handle myself. You don't have to serve me."

His tone had a hint of sarcasm, but there was no malice behind it.

Leaning back, Wesley remarked, "That woman's done for. Of all the things she could've done, she had to play petty tricks. Now that she's offended Leonardo, no club will dare hire her. She'll be lucky if she can scrape by doing temp work at some rundown factory."

Samantha needed to be even more careful from now on because she knew she would face serious consequences if she messed up with Leonardo.

The room soon returned to its relaxed, carefree atmosphere. At least, that was the case until Leonardo spoke.

"Samantha?"

"Yes," Samantha answered as she nodded obediently.

"To be honest, that was the first time a woman has ever bought me food."

"What?"

about yesterday's events. He couldn't possibly know she

supper... Thanks

what?" Her entire body stiffened, but she forced herself to feign confusion. Still, the

wasn't it? We just met, and now you're pretending we didn't. You're good

head down, silent. She had no idea how Leonardo had figured it out. She had kept her mask on the entire time

reading her thoughts, Leonardo spoke again. "When you came to the villa last

So, it was her name that had given

it any longer would be rude, so Samantha quickly replied, "I didn't say anything back then. Besides, I'm on the job, and professionalism means keeping a

she was

hadn't actually talked about anything related to the club that night. Technically, she hadn't

Leonardo was more than happy to

had been worried that once the truth came out, Leonardo would be upset. After all, with Xenia as a cautionary tale, she knew that losing this job would leave her with no way to

seem to

a pretty good mood, as

worth

did you figure out that person

Samantha was speechless.

instincts were really that sharp, how could he not have realized that she

obviously

was more practical than pouring him more of that ridiculously expensive

had been kicked out in disgrace, looking completely miserable. Standing at the entrance of the club,

money was her

her phone,

call connected, Xenia cut straight to the point before Layla could even speak. "I want two million dollars in my account by tomorrow. If I don't receive the money, I'll tell Mr.

two million is that

Garrett, and there's no turning back for me. At worst, I'll just go down with the ship. But you? You've barely begun to enjoy your luxurious

"You"

was so furious she wanted to curse her out, but in the end, she held back. If she wanted to keep living

I get it," she said. "I'll get you the

daddy, he's going to end up in Samantha's hands. Who would've thought? That woman

watch the so-called best friends turn on each other. To