“Charlotte, you’re still here?” Eric exclaimed as soon as he saw Charlotte.
“Where did you run off to? You had us worried sick!” Emma reprimanded, disapproving of Charlotte’s behavior towards Eric.
Eric immediately shifted his anger towards Quentin, saying, “You trash! How dare you still bother Charlotte? Get lost! Look at yourself in the mirror before you judge others!”
His rage towards Quentin was undeniable.
Having spent over a hundred thousand dollars and achieved nothing due to Quentin’s interference, not to mention having his finger broken by Quentin, Eric was furious.
He took out a wad of money from his pocket and briskly approached Quentin. With a resounding slap, he threw all the money on Quentin’s body, arrogantly pointing towards the door, “This is your reward. Pick up the money and get lost!”
“Otherwise, I will make sure you leave empty-handed!”
“Is that so?” Quentin looked at him, like a jester being challenged. “You have successfully provoked my anger. Do you think you are rich?”
“At least, richer than you!” Eric confidently replied, “I deserve Charlotte, unlike you!”
“You are nothing but a bankrupt piece of trash! How much money do you have in your pocket? Can you give them a happy life? Now, stop embarrassing yourself and get lost!”
After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze back to Charlotte and spoke tenderly, “Charlotte, as long as you agree to be with me, I can give you the best designer bags, luxury cars, and a great education for our children… This guy can’t give you anything!”
“My patience has its limits, don’t test it,” Charlotte coldly stated, “I have no feelings for you. Your presence only disgusts me, Eric. Is that clear enough?”
Those words pierced Eric’s heart like a steel nail! He couldn’t accept it… How did he lose to this guy?
Charlotte would rather be with him than with himself? No matter what, he had to win this woman over! A strong sense of resentment and possessiveness occupied his heart…
“I refuse to accept this!” he shouted. “Quentin, what do you have that can beat me? How can I lose to you?”
“I challenge you to a competition!” Quentin smirked. “We can have a drinking contest. If you win, I promise you one thing, but you’ll have to pay for the drinks.”
As soon as Eric heard this, he sneered. This guy really dared to say that!
“Fine!” Eric snorted, “If I win today, you have to leave Charlotte and never bother her again!”
“Agreed,” Quentin calmly responded. The fish had finally taken the bait; this guy was easy to manipulate.
“You guys-” Charlotte was angry. Was she being treated like an object?
“Don’t worry,” Quentin held her hand and said, “I won’t lose.”
Quentin waved at the manager, “Manager, please bring the most expensive drinks you have here. Today, Mr. Spencer will treat us.”
“Sure,” the manager replied with a smirk. He was the only one in the restaurant who knew the truth about the mysterious new owner of Galaxy Restaurant, with the surname Holland. Could this young man in front of him be Mr. Holland, the owner?
The most expensive drinks? Eric’s heart skipped a beat. Was he being tricked?
“What’s the matter?” Quentin smiled playfully. “Mr. Spencer, you’re so rich. Can’t you afford the drinks here? If you don’t have money, we can understand…”
“Bring the cheapest one then. After all, Mr. Spencer is pretending to be rich and couldn’t afford the expensive drinks.”
Having no way out, Eric forced himself to say, “No need. Bring the most expensive drinks. I’m super rich!”
Quentin only smiled. Today, he was determined to make this guy kneel in front of him, begging for forgiveness.