Dragon Master novel Maximilian

Chapter 95: Maximilian's Face

The crowd was stunned and turned their attention to the young man who had suddenly stepped forward.

 

He was a very ordinary guy. What made him say such words?

 

Was it possible for him to be a hero to save a beauty?

 

That was 40k dollars!

 

A lot of people let out contemptuous disdain!

 

The man, dressed in ordinary clothes, spoke like he was rich and generous.

 

"Oh, where's the poor man from? He was actually pretending to be rich here.”

 

“I guess he saw her pretty face and had a purpose in his mind.”

 

"How could that happen when it comes to him?

 

He was dressed in shabby cloth and was a loser at first glance.”

 

Many people mocked him and sneered openly and secretly, ignoring Maximilian's feelings completely.

 

Sara looked up at this time with tearful eyes to see Maximilian, and she was immediately ashamed. In her eyes, Maximilian was a bragging poor loser. Her embarrassment had been seen by such a loser, how could she not be angry?

 

And, she thought Maximilian had just come over to taunt her!

 

"Maximilian, what are you doing over here? Go away. I don't need your help here!”

 

Sara scolded him with shame.

 

In the middle of the crowd, Wendy ran over.

 

"Sara, what's wrong with you?"

 

"Wendy ......”

 

When Sara saw Wendy coming, her tears broke at once and she wrapped her arms around her and started crying.

 

"Sara, it's okay. What's wrong? Talk to me.”

 

Wendy said to comfort her, gently patting Sara's back.

 

She did notice the broken bottle on the ground and the large puddle of red wine, plus the accusations from the onlookers, and she immediately understood.

 

Sara was in trouble!

 

"Wendy, I broke four bottles of Lafite and she wants me to pay 40k dollars!”

 

Sara was crying her heart out.

 

“Forty thousand?” Wendy was startled.

 

Her family was not much better, and it was 40k dollars, and she didn't have that much of money either.

 

She even regretted stepping into it now. It was hard for her to not help her best friend.

 

The waitress next to her got tired of waiting and said in a cold voice.

 

“Please pay for the damage you've done ASAP. I have work to do, or I'll call the police.”

 

The restaurant was surrounded by so many people, and if she didn't take care of it on time, she would be criticized as a waitress.

 

don't, I'm sure

 

head, and turned her hopeful gaze

 

sister, you're going to help me,

 

back down, and

 

know my family's situation, and I still have to pay for

 

she became even more flustered in her heart, and she despised

 

was surely enough that they were toxic friends who couldn't be trusted

 

don't you go and ask Harry? He must have money, maybe he can help you out. Since you two had just made out anyway, he shouldn't

 

Wendy suggested.

 

it okay if I... do

 

was ashamed, as asking Harry for help would make him look down

 

had always been a goddess of gravitas in front

 

nothing she could do now

 

you? I'll really call the police if

 

The waitress prodded her.

 

"I..."

 

tears from flowing out, and finally, with a resolute look, she immediately took out her

 

call from Sara, who was crying. And after

 

over. It's just a few bottles

 

Clap!

 

the phone, Harry arrived with a line of colleagues, and shouted from a long

 

It's just a few bottles of Lafite,

 

he couldn't wait

 

jumped into his

 

they're mean to

 

have to pay

 

with her affectedly

 

his arm around Sara and said a few comforting

 

all right, it's only forty thousand dollars. I'll

 

was overjoyed when she heard it. She was busy

 

brother Harry,

 

kissed

 

words in Sara's ear, which made Sara's cheeks scarlet and her legs twisted together in the shape

 

then, Harry turned to the waitress and said in

 

my tab

 

who looked like a big boss, and immediately

in a suit, the

 

on? Why are there so many

 

Mr. Carson, had heard the commotion over there, and now that he saw it, he probably guessed

 

manager coming, bent over quickly and

 

Lafite

 

smiled, nodded, and didn't say anything,

 

his eyes landed on the broken bottle

 

did you just tell them to pay? Forty

 

Carson asked hastily.

 

nodded her head with an affirmation

 

for

 

Clap!

 

her straight across

 

bottle? Look closely at what vintage

 

the waitress dumbfounded, her eyes crowded with

 

glared angrily for a few moments

 

of Lafite, a 1787 vintage collector. These are the only four bottles in the city, it's nine hundred and sixty thousand

 

Click!

 

Dead silence!

 

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