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 simr 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 Chaselugh.


    On the contrary, Wendy took a nk 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 rtes 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."


    "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


    Of course, Eudora would not refuse such a thing as receiving a prize.


    It was an exquisite piece of jewelry worth millions of dors, 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 mmed it against the waiter''s nose.


    Immediately, the waiter fell to the ground, and blood gushing from his nose.