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?"

events. He couldn't possibly know she was the

supper... Thanks for

she forced herself to feign confusion. Still, the way

out supper, wasn't it? We just

Leonardo had figured it

you came to the villa last time, I heard

meant Layla. So, it was her name that had given

longer would be rude, so Samantha quickly replied, "I didn't say anything back

she was bringing

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

must have misunderstood." Leonardo was more than happy to let her off

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

to care. In fact, he looked like

good mood, as

really something worth

"How did you figure out that

Samantha was speechless.

sharp, how could he not have

obviously just talking

Nothing was more practical than pouring him more of that ridiculously expensive liquor and securing herself a bigger

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

accept this outcome, but right now, getting the money was her top

phone, she

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. Garrett the

insane? You think two million is that

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 life. If you suddenly lost everything and went

"You"

wanted to curse her out, but in the end, she held back. If she wanted to

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

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

best friends turn on each other. To her surprise, Layla's response