Chapter 35

The stoic–looking man dressed in a suit pushed his way into the bar, looking out of place compared to the rest of the guests in the tavern. His outfit seemed more likely to appear in high–end places where gentries gather, rather than their bar. But, of course, who would know what the rich were thinking. Maybe they just wanted to have a little taste of the city–style tavern.

The bartender put on his classic smile and greeted, “Welcome to…”

Stella tapped her glass with dissatisfaction, as she said, “Who are you welcoming? You haven’t poured me my glass of wine! Hurry up!”

The bartender had no choice but to patiently coax the alcoholic. “Miss, there is no wine anymore. We are closing soon.”

“Liar! Why don’t I have wine when the rest do?”

The alcoholic was not easy to fool, and the bartender had an idea when he saw the owner of the Bugatti coming over. “We are really out of wine. This gentleman over here had bought all the wine. Why don’t you come back tomorrow?”

and staggered to get on her feet. She grabbed the person’s collar, poked

she reeked of alcohol. There was no semblance of her usual self. Keegan furrowed his brows and pushed her finger that was poking his

the bartender stonewalled her. She grabbed onto Keegan and looked as though she was going to argue with him. “I was here before you. Who gave you

heart was in his mouth. Afraid that Keegan would get angry,

who’s drunk,” Stella turned her head, glaring at him. “You money–grubber. Did you

the man, seeing that she had already pulled the man’s clothes out of shape.

lifted and shook her

very wretched, but then the sound of Stella’s laughter came. “I–I can’t drink for free. I

to grab her bag. She opened it and looked everywhere,

it to you for free. No charges

on this.

with her fingers,

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