The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 73

Completely unbothered, Xena sneered.

It seemed that Felix was giving Ted a chance, but it was just Felix's attempt to involve her and rid himself of these troubles once and for all.

He was just a reckless brute who knew martial arts. He should've evaluated his own capabilities before acting impulsively.

Now, the damage was done, and people were starting to take revenge. Only then did Felix realize the danger. How ridiculous!

So what if he was a martial artist? Perry's Golden Chamber of Commerce had developed significantly over the years with Xena's hidden assistance. They could easily take Felix down by relying solely on themselves. Besides, Felix definitely didn't qualify to pursue her if he couldn't even get past Ted.

In Sapphire Paragon, a high-end restaurant in Avesburgh, Sabrina was having lunch with Lawrence Schneider. He was a plump, middle-aged man.

Suddenly, his expression changed as he received a phone call. He quickly wiped his mouth and said, "Babe, go ahead with your meal. Save some of the wine after you're done. I'll need to leave since I have urgent matters." Sabrina smiled sweetly. "Alright, darling. Take your time."

wrapped around her finger since he wasn't smart. She didn't have to sleep with him and still had money to splurge-what was not

wine from the table. It cost 20 thousand dollars- they would only drink a small amount whenever they came. Before this, she had never imagined a bottle of wine to be so expensive. She wanted to pour herself another glass before asking the waiter to

Without further hesitation, Sabrina stood up and headed toward the cashier while holding the bottle of wine.

and avoided her. She lost her balance and stumbled. Although she didn't fall, the bottle of wine did. It hit the

1/2

was still the same. Sabrina didn't bother

watch where you're going? Do you know how expensive this wine

was, only for it to be Sabrina, his malicious cousin. Did she not

didn't touch you,"

that he would deny it, Sabrina pointed at him as other customers in

"You sidn't touch me? You clearly tripped me-or else, how could

I don't care whether you've

Felix Zeller, I bet you'll be begging on your knees this time. Milo told me this morning that Warren had cut ties with you. Without his financial support, I bet you can't even come up with a few thousand dollars, let alone 20 thousand dollars," she

high, a 20-thousand-dollar bottle of wine was indeed shocking-after