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

supper... Thanks

forced herself to feign confusion. Still, the way her fingers

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

idea how Leonardo had figured it

spoke again. "When you came to the villa last

have meant Layla. So, it was her name

"I didn't say anything back then. Besides, I'm on the job, and professionalism means keeping

chuckled. Now she

anything related to the club that night. Technically, she

misunderstood." Leonardo was more than happy to

all, with Xenia as

Leonardo didn't seem to care. In fact,

in a pretty good mood, as if

there really something worth being happy

asked, "How did you figure out that person

Samantha was speechless.

how could he not have realized that

was obviously

she had no intention of pressing the issue. Nothing was more practical than pouring him more of that ridiculously expensive liquor and securing herself

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

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

phone,

before Layla could even speak. "I want two million dollars

two million is that easy to come

go down with the ship. But you? You've barely begun to enjoy your luxurious life. If you suddenly lost everything and went from living in luxury to having nothing,

"You"

end, she held back. If she

it," she said. "I'll get

your sugar daddy, he's going to end up in Samantha's hands. Who would've thought? That woman looks so innocent, but she's got some serious tricks up

to watch the so-called best friends turn on each