Chapter 853

Irene quickly picked up the glass, similing as she said, “Mr. Moore, no need to get upset. I’ll drink in Christie’s place.”

She tilted her head back and downed the entire glass in one go, then turned the empty cup upside down to show Finley.

Finley’s brows furrowed with clear displeasure. “Impressive drinking, ma’am, but I was asking for Ms. Stevens, not some washed–up old woman.”

Irene’s smile immediately vanished as her face darkened. Mr. Moore, the Stevens family welcomed you and your men with food and drinks. Is this how you talk to your host Back in my day, I was quite the beauty. Just because I’m older now doesn’t mean I’m some ‘washed–up old woman‘!”

A sharp glint flickered in Finley’s eyes as he scoffed. “Lady, just because you gave birth to a stunning daughter doesn’t mean you get to bask in the same glory. Let’s be real–if it weren’t for Christina, do you think I’d waste my time stepping foot into this sad excuse of a mansion?”

He added, “Be smart and tell your daughter to sit down and have a drink with me. Otherwise, I can make sure the Stevens family disappears with just a word.”

His tone had shifted from playful arrogance to an outright threat.

“Finley, I never expected you to be this shameless! Fine, the Stevens family doesn’t need any favors from the Hidden Dragons. Take your men and get the hell out of my house! I must have been

with fury, and she was barely holding herself back from screaming.

she would not stand for this level of arrogance, this blatant disrespect. Now, she regretted not listening to Christina in

face ice–cold, stood firm. “Mr. Moore, it’s late. I think it’s best if you and your men leave. If our hospitality

drink in his hand, sipping it slowly as if he had not heard a word they

patience snapped. She yelled, “Finley, what’s your problem? Didn’t you

old lady

before bursting into wild,

Hell no! Since we’re already here, we might

right! We came to eat, drink, and have a little fun. No way we’re leaving empty–handed!”

“Finley, are you seriously trying to pull this

could say another word, Finley let his glass slip from his fingers. The

smile widening into something twisted. “Ms. Stevens, I come from a world where there’s no such thing as ‘guest‘ or ‘host‘. In my world, if you want something, you take it.

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