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Chapter 602
The sudden chill of red wine splashing onto her face made Harper instinctively close her eyes, tugging
her chin towards herself. She slowly lowered her eyelashes with a face full of embarrassment, making
her look extremely weak and lonely, like a helpless pup.
Seeing Harper, who had always been confident and unruly, with such a helpless and isolated
expression, Preston’s heart sk ipped a beat. He was feeling sorry for her…
He quickly withdrew his hand, which was wrapped around Khloe’s waist, and wanted to grab the tissue
on the table. But Harper was one step ahead of him, extending her slender hand.
After wiping off the drops of red wine from her face with several tissues, she slowly straightened her
body and lifted her chin…
Her gaze, indifferent, looked past Khloe and towards Preston. “Preston Knight, it’s over.”
What she meant was that his reservation had ended but Preston
thought that she was talking about their relationship.
He was nervous and wanted to grab Harper’s wrist. But before he could touch her, he saw her picking
up a bottle of beer.
After shaking it a few times, she didn’t even bother to use the
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Before Preston and Khloe could react to what Harper was doing, they suddenly felt a cold sensation on
their faces…
With an arrogant posture, Harper spat out the bottle cap and held the beer bottle with one hand. She
aimed it at the two people on the sofa, fiercely splashing it over them!
“I’ve put up with your sh*t for the last three days. Now that time is up, it’s time to switch roles!”
Beer was more stimulating than red wine. The sensation of it splashing onto their faces was extremely
uncomfortable. Khloe, who was a clean freak, couldn’t stand it and was the first to react.
Covering her face, Khloe cursed at Harper loudly, “You b*tch, stop it now!”
Harper sneered and continued to pour alcohol on them while commanding the waiter inside the private
room to keep opening
new bottles of alcohol.
“I will let you take a good beer bath today and see if it can clean
your brain!”
Last time, when Taya had a video call with Harper, Preston came
to her and asked to reconcile. She saw that he was drunk and
talked a lot of nonsense, so she didn’t agree to it.
Who knew that after a few days, he would bring Khloe to provoke and humiliate her.
Harper had been working in nightclubs since she graduated from high school and had been bullied
countless times!
She went from swallowing her pride to realizing that good people were always bullied and taken
advantage of. Some people were just afraid of the strong and soft on the weak!
Ever since, she developed a strong character. If she was bullied, she would definitely fight back!
She had endured for three days, but only because she was the boss and didn’t want to retaliate during
service.
Now that it was over, she wouldn’t let them go easily!
She took the bottles of beer that were handed over by the waiter
and poured them onto the two of them…
Khloe wanted to resist, but was held down by Preston and couldn’t move. She looked surprised as she
watched Preston being continuously splashed with beer…
But he didn’t even look at her. He just lifted his chin slightly and
looked at the unrestrained Harper under the light.
After splashing enough beer, with a loud thud, Harper put the beer
bottle in her hand on the table, coldly sweeping her gaze towards
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“Don’t come here ever again, I won’t serve you!”
She dropped the sentence and wanted to turn around to leave, but Preston spoke in a calm voice.
“I’m afraid it’s not up to you.”
Harper took a deep breath and wanted to counterattack, but the private room door was pushed open
and the manager walked in.
“Boss, Mr. Brook is here and wants to reserve the place.”
Harper turned her head back at the voice and looked towards
Preston who was sitting on the couch, “Preston Knight, sorry, my wolf is here, I won’t be able to serve
you anymore!”
The man who was wiping his face with a handkerchief, looked up at the mention of the words “my wolf”
and his expression froze. He dropped the handkerchief, quickly stood up and grabbed Harper who was
about to leave the private room. “Who is it?”
Harper tried to shake off his hand but couldn’t, so she raised her
chin provocatively and uttered, “A wolf you can’t afford to mess
with.”
Preston held her wrist tightly and instinctively exerted force, “Be
clear, since when did you get a wolf?”
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