Chapter 649


    It was written on the mini ckboard that a ss of See You Tomorrow was priced at a thousand


    and five hundred.


    However, if anyone could drink three sses in a row without passing out, Juliette would waive the


    bill and have dinner with the person.


    Undeniably, this marketing strategy of hers is incredibly shrewd. She has an amazing figure and


    exquisite looks, so any man will be tempted uponying eyes on her. Coupled with this challenge,


    her sales must be pretty good.


    “You misunderstood. I merely wanted to drink a ss of See You Tomorrow. If that isn''t possible,


    give me a Blue Lagoon instead.”


    “Who said so? Wait a moment.”


    Whirling around, Juliette went to make Donald the cocktail.


    Just then, amotion broke out in the entire bar. It was as though someone important had made


    an appearance.


    The disk jockey, who was pumping music through the speakers, seemed to have received a signal


    from someone. In harmony with the rhythm, he hollered at the crowd on the dance floor, “It''ll be Mr.


    Webber''s treat tonight! Let''s cheer in thanks to him!”


    The instant the crowd heard that someone would be footing the bill for them, they all went wild.


    Conversely, Juliette, who was mixing drinks, frowned. Chagrin stained her expression.


    Realization seemingly dawned upon Donald, upon which he turned and nced back around his


    shoulder.


    Sure enough, a dandified man in his early thirties strutted toward Juliette under the protection of a


    few bodyguards.


    “It''s your birthday today, Juliette. Happy Birthday.”


    Yoel Webber snapped his fingers. In a sh, the lighting in the whole bar turned into warm


    undertones. The disc jockey, who yed rock music on the stage, had also switched to the happy


    birthday song.


    A cake trolley was wheeled over from afar, the nine-story cake tower inciting interminable shrieks


    from numerous girls.


    They would also like to have such a grand birthday celebration. Regretfully, no wealthy heir like Yoel


    took a fancy to them.


    On the contrary, Juliette wasn''t the least bit surprised or delighted at Yoel''s preparations.


    Instead, she said to Yoel impatiently, “Mr. Webber, I''m begging you to please let go of me, okay? I''m


    just an ordinary bartender, truly unworthy of you going to such lengths. Look what you''ve done to


    the bar. Is this a kindergarten?”


    Yoel wasn''t at all perturbed by her attitude toward him.


    Perhaps it was precisely because of her attitude that he found her unique and fell in love with her.


    “Since you don''t like it, Juliette, I''ll have them revert things to the original state.”


    With a wave of his hand, not only was the cake trolley wheeled away but the lighting and music


    were also changed back to the initial strobe lights and rock music.


    Verily, Juliette was downright exasperated with the man.


    Is he out of his mind? Or does he really think that he can do whatever he likes just because he''s


    loaded?


    Subsequently, she ced the cocktail she made in front of Donald.


    “Here''s your See You Tomorrow, Mister.”


    “See You Tomorrow?”


    Yoel''s eyes narrowed into slits.


    He looked Donald up and down, snarling provocatively, “I''ve never seen you here before. What''s


    your profession?”


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    Donald studied the man for some time before retorting, “Me? Is that any of your business?”


    “What did you just say, kid? Do you know who this is?”


    No sooner had Donald''s words rang out than Yoel''sckey, Xavion Xenakis, interrupted the


    conversation.


    “No, and I''m not interested in knowing either.”


    Donald downed the cocktail in the ss. When he had done so, everyone stared at him like they


    were waiting for him to pass out.