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?"

thinking about yesterday's events. He couldn't possibly know she was the one who

supper... Thanks

stiffened, but she forced herself to feign confusion. Still, the way her fingers tightened around the bottle

you who took me out supper, wasn't it? We just met, and now you're pretending we

silent. She had no idea how Leonardo had figured it out. She had

came to the

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 proper distance

she was bringing up

talked about anything related to the club that night. Technically, she

must have misunderstood." Leonardo was more than happy

the truth came out, Leonardo would be upset. After all, with Xenia as a cautionary tale, she knew

seem to care. In

as if

something worth being happy about?

did you figure

Samantha was speechless.

could he not have

obviously just

more practical than pouring him more

in disgrace, looking completely miserable. Standing at the entrance of the

accept this outcome, but right now, getting the money was her top priority. Without it,

her phone, she dialed

point before Layla could even speak. "I want two million dollars in my account by tomorrow. If I don't

insane? You think two million is that easy to

At worst, I'll just 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, do you

"You"

her out, but in the end, she held back.

she said. "I'll get you the money

daddy, he's going to end

trying to rile Layla up, eager to watch the so-called best friends turn on each other. To her surprise, Layla's response was completely