Dylan's face was flushed red from drinking too much. I t seemed he was more talkative after some drinks.
Matt was drinking alone on the other side of the room. He was chugging down wine after wine; he wanted nothing more than to bankrupt Fane.
"What are you doing? Why are you drinking so much?" Britney spotted him the moment she returned and immediately went to his side.
"Doesn't that brat just love being pretentious? This wine I'm drinking costs 50 thousand a bottle. F*ck it, I'll keep asking for more wine after I'm done with this. Let's see what he’ll do when he doesn't have enough to pay."
Matt turned to look at Fane on the side with a sinister chuckle.
"Ah, then let me tell you..." Britney immediately leaned to Matt's ear and whispered everything to him.
"That expensive!" was Matt’s first response, a gasp escaping his lips. However, a shred of sinister intent flashed across his gaze and said, “Good. Let's do that since he said it was on him anyway. I won't help him even a penny."
"Haha! I wonder if he'd kneel and beg us to split the bill with him later."
Britney cackled out loud and bragged, "No one will agree to it, especially when Rosa's pay is only 10 thousand a month and has basically no savings. She can't afford to fork out any money when he splits the bill!"
Matt laughed then poured Britney a glass of wine before handing it to her. He said, "You truly are smart. Those two bottles would cost him his life."
"Well, that's not too certain. What if his monthly pay turns out to actually be 20 million bucks?"
Britney took a sip of red wine before saying that while chuckling coldly.
"Hehe... Only a fool would believe him. A mere bodyguard could have a monthly wage of 20 million? D o you take the Drake family for a fool?”
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