Chapter300


    It was obvious that, although he was a character as Reynaldo, he didn’t want to give Reynaldo much face.


    After all, this is Yoripero.


    This man was like a tyrant in Yoripero, probably used to being arrogant.


    At that moment, Kimberly suddenly spoke to Matthew in a soft and gentle voice, saying, “Mr. Gtea, why don’t you have a drink with Ms. Duffy.”


    I frowned deeply and gave Kimberly a cold nce.


    That dead woman is causing trouble for me again!


    Kimberlyughed at Matthew and said, “You have no idea, Ms. Duffy is a regr at the bar.”


    You couldn’t go wrong by asking her out for a drink.


    She used to keep youpany and drink happily with you.


    “Oh?” Matthew looked at me with great interest, “I didn’t realize you were


    a regr at the bar, I underestimated you.”


    I pursed my lips and smiled, about to speak.


    Kimberly suddenly said to me, “Esmeralda, I was just having a drink with Mr. Gtea. It shouldn’t be a problem for you.”


    I really couldn’t because of my health, otherwise I would have apanied Mr. Gtea for a drink.


    Kimberly said, and even got up to pour me a ss of wino cauit:


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    and saying, “Esmeralda, you are also a member of thepany, so please raise a ss to Mr. Gtea on behalf of thepany.”


    I gave her a cold nce and hated her in my heart.


    Kimberly’s eyes shed a hint of satisfaction.


    She turned her head again and smiled softly at Matthew, saying, “Mr. Gtea, I’m really sorry that I can’t have a drink with you.”


    “But Esmeralda’s ability to hold her liquor is real, it just depends on whether you’re willing to drink with her or not.”


    Matthew shook the wine in his cup and said with a smile, “As long as she’s a beauty, I’m willing. But I can’t help but feel like Ms. Duffy seems reluctant.”


    “Howe? Apanying me for a drink makes you so ufortable?”


    When he said this, Matthew’s face dorkened again, and there was a hint of cold malice in his eyes.


    Johnathan quietly tugged at the hem of my shirt under the table.


    He whispered to me, “Esmie, what are you doing? Isn’t it just offering Mr. Gtea a drink? It’s not that difficult!”


    Are you still mad at Reynaldo?


    “Be good, the most important thing now is to quickly have a few drinks with Mr. Gtea, and then I will give Reynaldo a good beating for you.”


    I clenched my hand under the table.


    If I hadn’t been pregnant, I would have naturally been open to drinking with this Matthew.


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    But now, those two little guys are in my belly, formed, how can I touch alcohol.


    “Esmeralda, hurry up and toast Mr. Gtea,” Kimberly urged from the side, even teasing, “You can’t really look down on Mr. Gtea, can you? It seems like all thosepliments you just made about Mr. Gtea were lies.”


    Esmeralda, you can’t act like this. You are no longer a wealthy youngdy. You can’t have such a high temper. Mr. Gtea is the king of this Yoripero.”


    As Kimberly’s voice fell, Matthew’s face grew darker.


    At that moment, I really wanted to tear Kimberly’s mouth apart.


    This bad woman was only thinking about embarrassing me, without considering thepany’s cooperation at all.


    Johnathan also gave her a nce, ir ating her not to speak out of turn.


    I nced at Reynaldo without leaving a trace.


    The man, however, just slightly curved his lips, his face expressionless.


    Oh!


    A touch of self–mockery shed through my mind.


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