The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

My Dad Please Come 193

Stanley wanted Wendy to offer him a drink.

Wendy froze, her body tense.

Jake, too, stiffened in confusion. What was Stanley doing? Was he interested in Wendy? If that were the case, Jake knew his place. There was no way he'd dare compete with Stanley for a woman.

"What are you waiting for? Go offer Mr. Hawk the drink," Jake urged impatiently.

The other businessmen laughed. "I've seen plenty of girls trying to offer Mr. Hawk a drink, but it's the first time I've seen Mr. Hawk ordering it."

"Go on. Don't keep Mr. Hawk waiting."

Everyone's eyes were on Wendy now, and she had no choice but to step forward and offer Stanley a drink.

Wendy had no idea what Stanley's intentions were, but she could only stand and walk over to him, holding the glass in her hand.

"Mr. Hawk, here's to you."

As she stood, Stanley sat, and though she was slightly taller, he still looked at her with an air of dominance. His eyes swept over her, careless and indifferent, the gaze of a mature and wealthy businessman picking out a young girl.

Seeing her reluctance, Stanley's lips curled into a faint, amused smirk. "Who are you? Do you really think I'll drink just because you offered?"

A burst of laughter filled the room.

right! Mr. Hawk doesn't just drink whenever

her neck as she realized Stanley had just played her. He'd made her come over to offer a drink and now refused to drink it-just

eyes narrowed sharply, and she glared

have it, just as she spun around, her foot

"Ah!"

as her body pitched

her eyes shut, already imagining how Stanley would lead the mocking laughter once

floor.

waist. A firm, muscular grip pulled her back up with ease,

head in surprise, finding Stanley's handsome face mere

landed, sitting on Stanley's

stark contrast to the sleazy businessmen around them.

moment,

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Chapter 193

down at her with an unreadable expression. Was that intentional?" Laughter erupted again

days have so many tricks up their sleeves. Looks like she's going all out

wants to be

face burned with a mix of shame and anger. He knew perfectly

revenge-payback for the slap she'd given him,

he simply disliked her, and this was his way