Goodbye My Alpha (Taya and Griffon)

Hearing this, the manager's apologetic face was full of embarrassment, but he still said with a smile, "Mr. Clark, I'll call again. Please wait for a moment..." After the manager turned around and walked out, the smile on his face gradually turned to worry.

Ever since the boss had changed, no one had dared to make trouble in this place. Who would have thought that a group of powerful young men would come today?

He had called in half the staff to serve them, thinking they would bring in several times the revenue tonight. But he didn't expect that they were there to cause trouble. While the manager was sighing at his bad luck, he saw Harper walking over in a black open-back dress and high heels.

"Boss, you're finally here. They said they would have shut us down if you hadn't come!"

"Don't be afraid."

Harper was not nervous at all. She just said three words and walked to the VIP room.

Her expression changed slightly when she pushed the door open and saw the man sitting in the dark.

She thought that it was just a group of playboys who had

nothing to play with and were deliberately making trouble to

entertain themselves,

Who would have thought that it would be Preston?

Harper felt that it was very strange. She had specially invited him here for business before.

But he didn't give her a face and said that this place was too tacky and not suitable for his identity.

But now, he came with a group of rich young men and deliberately spent a lot of money on her. She didn't know what he wanted to do.

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Harper's face froze for a few seconds before she regained her smile and walked towards them.

"Everyone, I'm sorry I'm late."

After apologizing, Harper picked up the glass on the table and said generously, "I will punish myself with three glasses of wine. Please don't be angry."

She was about to raise her head and drink it when Anthony raised his hand to stop her. "Ms. Duke, we have been waiting for you for an hour. How can just three glasses of wine be enough for your punishment?" There was still a smile on Harper's face. "How much do you think is appropriate?"

Anthony and Harper knew each other. When Preston took her out before, they had met once.

At that time, everyone present laughed at her for being divorced, except for Anthony. So Harper had a better impression of him.

However, she did not expect that after she separated from Preston, Anthony would imitate that group of people and deliberately make things difficult for her.

Harper was not afraid. She had encountered this kind of occasion countless times since she graduated from high

school.

She had some means to be able to climb to her current position in this kind of place.

At this time, no matter what the other party wanted to do, she raised her chin and looked at the group of men sitting on the sofa with a smile.

Anthony remained calm. He glanced at Preston, who had

always been silent, and said in a deep voice, "Ms. Duke, can you handle three bottles of wine?"

He looked at a row of bottles with extremely high alcohol content on the table and motioned for Harper to take a few

bottles from them.

Harper's expression remained unchanged. "Just three bottles of wine. It's nothing, but..."

She deliberately paused and touched the rows of wine with her slender fingers. After picking up a bottle of wine, she looked up at Anthony.

"If I finish three bottles, will you still make things difficult for

me?"

Hearing this, Anthony raised his eyebrows slightly. "Ms. Duke, it's not up to me to decide whether to make things difficult for you or not."

In other words, it was Preston who made things difficult for

her.

Harper didn't haggle anymore. She picked up the bottle and drank it.

Anthony was stunned for a moment. His hint was so obvious. Couldn't this woman understand?Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

At this time, if she had put in a good word for Preston and

acted like a spoiled pup, this matter would be over. How could she choose to drink?

"Stupid," Anthony snorted and glanced at Preston sitting in the

dark.