Chapter 1982: Chapter 1982

Capítulo 1982: Chapter 1994: Going Against the Grain

Skye Brown’s fair and slender hand hooked onto the wine bottle, slightly raising her chin as she looked at Mr. Holbrook, almost making Mr. Holbrook go into shock on the spot.

Thump, thump, thump, thump…

Mr. Holbrook initially just wanted to tease Skye Brown, taking advantage of her a bit and leaving it at that. The rıghtful source is n0velfire.net

Now—he was determined to have this woman, regardless of the cost!

With alcohol swirling in his head and desire clouding his mind, Mr. Holbrook directly turned to the next page of his checkbook.

“I’ll add another one million three hundred fifty thousand, Miss Brown, drink up, and I’ll give it to you right away…”

The unspoken rule within the circle was that if she drank the wine and he footed the bill, the person would be his.

With Skye Brown in the past, Dylan Wellington would never attend such events, so it was actually Skye Brown’s first time attending such a gathering today.

Naturally, she wasn’t aware of the rules behind these checks.

She was only doing this to defy Dylan Wellington because she couldn’t stand his attitude toward her, wanting to gain back some ground.

Skye Brown’s smile deepened; even though she said she wanted to ‘chase’ Dylan Wellington back, it didn’t mean she would let him bully and insult her casually.

Miss Brown also cared about her dignity.

Skye Brown smirked, her almond-shaped eyes, affected by the alcohol, shimmered with a captivating luster—”Then I’ll be here, thank you in advance for your deep affection, Mr. Holbrook.”

After speaking, Skye Brown picked up the remaining half bottle of red wine, tilted her head, and her fair, slender neck formed a beautiful and sexy arc under the light.

The posture of seemingly intending to drink the wine bottle dry made her so dazzling that no one could take their eyes off her.

An extremely cold voice suddenly rang out.

Dylan Wellington’s large, well-defined hand pressed down on the wine bottle Skye Brown had in her hand.

“It’s just one and a half million, I’ll give you double, don’t drink.”

The previously lively private room instantly fell into a peculiar silence.

Mr. Wellington was always known as the most extravagant playboy in all of A City, oh no, all of Eastonia.

In the upper-class circle, everyone knew Mr. Wellington, Dylan Wellington, and Mr. Lucas, Aidan Lucas, despite being sworn best friends.

But unlike Ethan Wilson, who hated being touched by women, to the extent that he would want to cut off a woman’s hand.

Dylan Wellington was absolutely a darling to those women in the circle who aspired to climb higher, being labeled as ‘a friend of beauties’ wouldn’t be an overstatement.

Of course, within the circle, not only women liked him; men liked him too.

Everyone knew Mr. Wellington had the best taste; except for those like Gareth Williams who didn’t care much.

For other bosses, as long as they were men, 99% would be amazed by Mr. Wellington’s taste.

And tonight, Skye Brown was particularly outstanding—a beauty like her, Mr. Wellington was willing to bring her to a gathering, indicating he was willing to share with them.

So when Dylan Wellington suddenly spoke coldly to stop Skye Brown and even decided to outbid Mr. Holbrook with double the price.

Everyone showed expressions of shock.

Even if Mr. Wellington was displeased with Mr. Holbrook poaching in his presence, did he really need to use money to vent?

One and a half million doubled to three million, three million just to prevent Skye Brown from drinking—

Was Mr. Wellington a bit too extravagant in his anger for the beauty?

Unfortunately, the beauty for whom Dylan Wellington slammed the money, at this moment, did not appreciate it.

Under the light, Skye Brown’s especially bright almond-shaped eyes fixedly stared at the suddenly outspoken Dylan Wellington.

Apparently, she was also stunned by Dylan Wellington’s words.

But, she only looked for two seconds, and after two seconds—

Skye Brown suddenly reached out, snatched the wine bottle back from Dylan Wellington’s hand.

Then tilted her head back and downed the bottle of red wine in one gulp.

[Chapter 2 ends, seems like I’m 5 minutes late again, sorry~ I have to go on a business trip tomorrow, flight in the afternoon, so might update at 20:00 tonight~]