“Sir, he’s too powerful and had ten consecutive wins…”
The startled waitress frantically tried to talk him out of it. She was afraid that it would cost Fane his life after what she had told him.
“Thank you so much for telling me. It’ll be fine if I’m oblivious to it but since I already know now, that American will die!”
Fane left her with that cold statement before striding back to the room. “It seems our expenses will be saved,” he spoke as his figure retreated back into the room.
“But…he’s really…powerful!’
The pretty waitress frowned as she stared at Fane. Regretting her decision, she mumbled, “I shouldn’t have told him. He’s so loving to his wife... What if he dies in the name of defending Cathysia? That’d be bad!”
Time slowly went by and when it was almost 11 o’clock, everyone felt like they had enough to drink.
The taste of both bottles of red wine was amazing as both Fane and Selena drank a glass.
“Hubby, it seems like these two bottles of red wine have an incredibly distinct taste over the rest, and that’s strange. What’s stranger is that Rachel seemed to have come to her senses and helped pour us a drink!”
After she was done speaking, she gasped and spoke in a slightly frightened tone, “Oh dear… Nothing’s wrong with these two bottles, right? They wouldn’t have been poisoned now, would they? Or…”
Fane felt awkward as he cracked a suppressed laugh. “Honey, I didn’t expect your imagination would be this big, but don’t you worry; they’re not. Though, you’d know soon enough if there’s anything fishy about those two bottles of wine!”
Fane stood up and was about to pay the bill.
Dylan was dumbfounded as well. “Judging from the looks of things, people who came here were all spending on a million bucks budget, right? We merely spent a little more than that, and we broke a record?”
“I’m afraid that he still won’t be able to pay the bill even after the 8.8 percent discount!”
Britney scoffed as she waited for everything to unfold.
Rosa and Hugh both looked at each other and were considerably worried if Fane had the money to pay the bill. If he did not, things would be bad.
“What do you mean 1.3 million? The total amount you guys have spent is 14.67 million. After the discount, it’d be 12.9 million. Our manager said he can round down the value, so all you guys have to pay is 12.9 million!”
The supervisor smiled and took out a few bottles of red wine. “That’s right, these are your gifts,” he spoke. “You guys can enjoy it back home.”
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