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?"

couldn't possibly know she was

Thanks for

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

me out supper, wasn't

Leonardo had figured it out. She had kept her mask on the entire time and

came to the villa last time, I

meant Layla. So, it was her

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

chuckled. Now she was bringing up

to the club that night. Technically, she hadn't

I must have misunderstood." Leonardo was more than

came out, Leonardo would be upset. After all, with Xenia as a

seem to care. In fact, he looked

pretty good mood, as if something had

something worth being

you figure

Samantha was speechless.

that sharp, how could he not have

obviously just

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

at

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

phone, she

connected, Xenia cut straight to the point before Layla could even speak. "I want two million dollars in my account

insane? You think two million

just go down with the ship. But you? You've barely begun to enjoy your

"You"

held back. If she wanted to keep living comfortably, she had to keep Xenia under

get you the money as

one 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 she's

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