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?"

yesterday's events. He couldn't possibly know she was the one who sent that supper, could

Thanks

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

out supper, wasn't it? We just

no idea how Leonardo had figured it out. She had kept her mask on the entire

"When you came to the villa last

was

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

she was bringing

back, they hadn't actually talked about anything related to the club that night. Technically, she hadn't lied. She had just chosen to keep

Leonardo was more

upset. After all, with Xenia as a cautionary tale, she knew that losing this job would leave her with no way

to care.

in a pretty good mood, as if something had

worth being happy

"How did you figure out that person wasn't

Samantha was speechless.

were really that sharp, how could he not have

obviously just talking

intention of pressing the issue. Nothing was more practical than pouring him more of that ridiculously expensive liquor and

Standing at the entrance of the club, she stared at the grand,

getting the money was her top priority. Without it, she had no way to

out her phone,

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

insane? You think two million

with the ship. But you? You've barely begun to enjoy your luxurious life. If you suddenly lost everything and went from living in

"You"

curse her out, but in the end, she held back. If she wanted to keep living comfortably, she had

"I'll get you

more thing. Let me give you a friendly reminder. If you don't keep a close eye on your sugar daddy, he's going to end up in Samantha's hands. Who would've thought? That woman looks so innocent, but

trying to rile Layla up, eager to watch the so-called best friends turn