"Room 2201, ti to settle up."
"Sure thing, sir." The cashier rang up the bill and then said reverently, "Your total expenditure tonight is $670,000. Your account only has $500,000. You still need to pay $170,000."
"You said what?" Yolanda froze, snatched the bill for a look, and there were over seventy bottles of expensive liquor on it!
"That Wilson and his posse have been guzzling down booze like it’s water." Sophie whispered into Yolanda’s ear.
"When was this?"
"Just now, when you and Zachary were gone."
Not only didn’t they finish the alcohol, but they also spilled it all over the place.
They just wouldn’t listen to reason!
Just then, a staff mber whispered sothing to the receptionist, who recalculated on the calculator.
"I’m sorry, sir, your friends dirtied our sofa and left stains on the wall. And you accidentally broke several of our bottles in the upstairs hallway. In addition to the unpaid $170,000, you need to pay
another $300,000 in damages, totaling $470,000,"
"What?" Yolanda was completely stunned this ti.
Even Zachary’s face turned sour. He had only topped up his card with $500,000, and now he had to pay an extra $470,000?
This party was a disaster!
"Where’s Wilson?" Yolanda asked angrily.
"He left a while ago."
Sadly, he had left early and missed the spectacle of Yolanda and Zachary being sucker–punched.
Yolanda was so angry she was gnashing her teeth and subconsciously reached for Zachary’s arm.
"Zachary."
To her surprise, Zachary withdrew his hand, paid the bill, and stord off!
"Zachary, wait up, Zachary,"
Everyone around could tell Zachary was really pissed. Guess he wasn’t as generous as they thought.
When Zachary went to get the car, he found his Porsche had been scratched up!
Without a doubt, it was Kelly who did it!
Seeing this, Yolanda was furious: "That Kelly went too far! How dare she do this to such an expensive car?"
Not only did she scratch the car, but she also drew two turtles on it!
For the first ti, Zachary didn’t open the car door for Yolanda. He got in angrily, and Yolanda had to open the door herself.
"Zachary, I’m sorry; I didn’t know Wilson was such a jerk."
"What’s your relationship with him?" Zachary suddenly asked.
Yolanda was taken aback and quickly said, "We’re just classmates, barely acquaintances. I don’t know him well. If I knew he was like this, I would have told Sophie and the others not to invite him."
Zachary sneered inside. If they weren’t close, why would Wilson go out of his way to target him?
Ordering all those expensive drinks just to make him lose money?
"Get so dication when you get ho," Zachary suddenly said.
Yolanda thought Zachary trusted her and cared about her, and he quickly said, "You too! When you get ho, make sure to disinfect first, then apply dication. Don’t let the wound get infected, understand?"
"Alright" Zachary answered her perfunctorily, dropping her off at her door. He didn’t even bother to get out of the car, signaling for her to leave. "Zachary." Yolanda looked at his indifferent profile,
instinctively reaching out for his hand. "I’m sorry for making you spend so much tonight; I’ll pay you back for the excess."
But she honestly didn’t have that kind of money; it was just lip service.
"No need" Zachary glanced at her. Her face was swollen from Kelly’s punches, her earrings and necklaces were all askew, her hair was a ss, and her clothes were stained.
He suddenly recalled what her classmates had said about her wearing all that bling. It didn’t match, but she insisted on wearing them together.
They also said that despite wearing all those expensive items, she still gave off a poor vibe.
Looking at her now, they might have a point.
"Zachary." Yolanda noticed his distant gaze, even a hint of disdain. Was it because her current state was making him uncomfortable?
With that thought, Yolanda hurriedly tried to fix her hair and jewelry.
But the more she tried, the ssier it got.
"I’m hurt, I won’t get you out of the car." Zachary’s ssage was clear: she could leave now.
"Well, you should get so rest when you get ho." Knowing that staying wasn’t going to change anything, Yolanda got out of the car, waving him off gently. "Zachary, drive safe, and when you get ho, give a... "
Before she could finish her sentence, Zachary’s car had already driven off.
Attlee was in the living room enjoying a drink when he saw Yolanda walk in all disheveled. "Yoli, what happened to you? I thought you were going to a classmates gathering?"
"She must have partied too hard; I bet everyone’s clothes look like this?" Olga didn’t seem too bothered, taking a sip of her drink before realizing sothing: "Wait, where’s Zachary? Why didn’t he
walk you in? Is he still outside? Invite him in; your dad just opened up a good bottle of wine from our neighbor."
As Yolanda got closer, Attlee noticed that it wasn’t just her clothes that were dirty; she was injured, and her face was swollen!
"Yoli, what happened?"
Olga also noticed, exclaiming in surprise, "And your hand."
"Miss Yoli, I will get the first aid kit."
"Miss Yoli, wait a mont; I’ll get an ice pack for you."
The two maids, realizing sothing was wrong, hurried to fetch the items.
Yolanda sat on the sofa, tears streaming down her face. "Mom, Dad, we ran into Rosemary tonight! She was in a VIP room with a rich boy; Zachary spoke his mind for her own good, and then."
Before she could finish her sentence, tears started falling. "That rich boy just started beating up Zachary, saying that Rosemary was under his protection, and if anyone dared to bully her, he wouldn’t live to see the next day."
"What an arrogant jerk." Olga stood up in anger, asking, "Who is he? How dàre he attack Zachary? Did you tell him Zachary is the son of the richest man in Golden City?"
"What about you? How did you get hurt?" Attlee asked.
"Rosemary brought a female friend."
Yolanda took the ice pack from one of the maids and winced in pain as she applied it to her face, tears streaming down her face.
"I was just trying to convince her to turn over a new leaf, but her female friend just started beating up."
"What?! She dared to hit the daughter of the richest man in Tranquil City?" Olga was fuming. "What’s her na? I’m going to get soone to teach her a lesson right now!"
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