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Chapter 644
Chapter 644
Chapter 644 The Waiter
Wendy put her arms around Eudora's shoulders and smiled sincerely, "Of course, this is my new
bestie. Well, she is my friend, and you regard her as your sister. Rounding things up, you are my friend.
Is that right?"
Wendy was enthusiastic and seemed to be good at socializing. Her personality was quite similar to
Eudora's.
Eudora strangely looked at Wendy and couldn't help but frown. "Your vision is small. You have to look
at it a little bit bigger. If it gets bigger, everyone in Trevinia Country will belong to one family. Except for
your family members, all males could be your friends."
Her teasing made Chasel laugh.
On the contrary, Wendy took a blank look at Eudora, stretched out her hand, and pinched Eudora's
arm. "Am I that shameless?"
After that, Wendy smiled at Chasel, "Chasel, your family business also relates to raw materials for
make-up. What about cooperating and giving me a preferential price?"
"Wendy, since you have regarded me as a friend, I won't refuse your proposal."
"Great. Chasel, you are so kind."
Chasel and Wendy chatted enthusiastically.
After a while, Chasel suddenly said, "I'll go to the bathroom. You two continue to chat." © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.
"Okay."
Eudora and Wendy nodded. Chasel got up and left.
On the other side of the hall, seeing Chasel striding away, Alva immediately got up and followed him.
At this time, the host on the stage had already announced the lucky dog today and called Eudora to
come on stage to receive the prize.
Of course, Eudora would not refuse such a thing as receiving a prize.
It was an exquisite piece of jewelry worth millions of dollars, so she would never refuse it.
The hall was very lively, but in the workshop behind the hall, there was a bang.
Chasel kicked the door open, strode into the workshop, and stared sharply at a male waiter who was
hurriedly changing clothes.
It was the waiter who walked past Chasel with the red wine just now.
"Where do you want to go?"
Chasel questioned the waiter, his cold eyes fixed intently on the thin waiter.
The waiter panicked, swallowed nervously, and couldn't help but take a few steps back. The word
"guilty" was almost written on his face.
"What... What do you want to do? This is a workshop, and it is employees-only."
The waiter was so nervous that he stuttered.
The corners of Chasel's lips curled up. He stepped in front of the waiter, clenched his right hand into a
fist, shook it, and then slammed it against the waiter's nose.
Immediately, the waiter fell to the ground, and blood gushing from his nose.