Chapter 4

A bottle of booze was worth 20 grand Even if she had the guts to give it a shot, she didn’t have the money to handle the fallout of a failure

“Good suggestion, start pouring Alaric made the call for the crew-

Just to double check, Thalassa asked, “Gentlemen, are you really sure?”

“Absolutely! Quit yapping and pour the drinks!” Alaric rushed her

Thalassa then confidently popped a bottle First heading towards Richard, who was sandwiched between two hotties. She brought two glasses, placed them in front of them, and leaned over to pour Unbeknownst to her, as she poured, her neckline plunged and her dress hiked up, giving off some serious visual feast

Lysander caught sight of this view. His eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Thalassa then went on to pour for Richard, Ethan, and Alaric’s lady friends. Next, she stood up straight, maintaining her professional smile “Ladies, please enjoy.”

Upon receiving the green light from their gentlemen, the ladies took a sip from their glasses and unanimously appreciated it. “Delicious!”

In this kind of setting, all the women knew how to butter up these wealthy dudes. Who’d be crazy enough to risk saying the wine sucked?

In such a situation, everyone knew not to rock the boat.

of the hour tonight. If you overlook him, you can’t handle the repercussions, Alaric

gathered because Lysander just got back. They were here to

the message, promptly grabbed the bottle, and leaned over to pour for Lysander. She was careful with the pour, oblivious to the man’s fiery gaze on her plunging neckline. Once she had finished pouring, she looked up, speaking respectfully

She quickly reflected on whether she

thinking she might have messed up, spoke in a

it sounded like a woman’s low moan. Just like the woman from five years ago!

It was like a drunken kitten. Why did this woman’s

He was drugged and fell from the helicopter after getting injured. He met a woman and then went abroad for treatment. He had been abroad ever since, and

to be told that

a similar voice.

was scared by his

to step back,

arms. Even more embarrassingly, her face was pressed against his The man’s skin was tense and hot, transmitting from Thalassa’s cheek to her heart,

teasing excitedly, “Whoa, Lysander, love’s

your name? You’ve got guts.”

OMG,

but in her hurry, she slipped and fell on him again, her face bumping against his She was

was ready to roll onto the sofa. Just as she was about to push herself up. grabbed by the wrist. His eyes were cold, his face was calm but with a hint of excitement. “What’s your

she was tightly

that night, but her face, soft and sweet to the touch, stirred up his deep desires. He didn’t see the woman’s face that night, but when he left, he purposely touched

strength was beyond ordinary, and with his emotions fluctuating, Lysander didn’t realize he was holding her too tightly. Thalassa’s wrist was hurting

on him, and must have pissed him off. She quickly explained, “Sir, I’m just a waitress here to serve you and promote the wine I had no intention

but Lysander wouldn’t let go, her eyes watering from the pain.

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