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?”

her. She propped herself up on the table and

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

and looked as though she was going to argue

his mouth. Afraid that Keegan would get angry, he hurriedly explained, “Sir,

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

had already pulled the man’s clothes out of

lifted and shook her index finger.

but then the sound of Stella’s laughter came.

go of Keegan and staggered to her seat to grab her bag. She opened it and looked everywhere, but she could not find any money. She frowned and

give it to you for free.

Stella was particularly stubborn on this.

it with her fingers, and laughed, “I didn’t bring any cash, but you can take this for

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