Chapter 315: Chapter 315: Taking Revenge for Her Chapter 315: Chapter 315: Taking Revenge for Her “Let’s go have dinner.” Hope Williams smiled as she looked at Waylon Lewis.
“Okay.” Waylon Lewis took Hope’s hand and walked over, personally pulling out a chair for her. He watched her sit down before taking a seat beside her.
At this mont, Wyatt Lewis, who was afraid to go ho lest he get a beating from Waylon Lewis, was sitting in a club’s private booth surrounded by music, dancing, and plenty of beautiful won.
But clearly, Young Master Lewis was not in a good mood today. Sitting alone in the booth, he drank one glass after another, not displaying his usual carefree and unrestrained attitude. Instead, tonight, his brows were furrowed with a hint of coldness, making others dare not to approach.
“Hey.”
Sobody lightly tapped Wyatt on the shoulder. Irritated, he slamd his glass down on the table with a thud and turned his head with a somber face.
Aria Richardson was holding a glass of red wine, dressed in a sexy spaghetti-strap dress with her hair lazily curled into large waves draping over her shoulders. Aria was naturally beautiful, and her outfit added an extra bit of allure to her appearance.
Aria blinked, startled by the icy and exasperated gaze of Wyatt, and then her eyes fell on his handso face scarred with bruises.
She froze for a mont, her mouth twitching slightly, biting her lower lip hard.
The icy look in Wyatt’s eyes dissipated sowhat as his gaze landed on Aria, and he saw a flash of astonishnt. He then noticed Aria biting her lip so hard that she seed to be struggling to hold back.
Wyatt’s face darkened, “If you want to laugh, just laugh.”
Aria burst into laughter, almost dying of laughter looking at his face.
“Were you beaten up?” Aria walked over and took a seat in the booth.
Wyatt curled his lip and emptied the glass in one gulp.
“Isn’t it obvious?”
Aria laughed unreservedly, “Who would dare to beat up the notorious Young Master Lewis?”
“My brother!”
Only his brother could beat him.
Wyatt let out a heavy sigh, his mood gloomy – not so much because he was beaten, but so of what Hope had said had hit ho.
Seeing that this usually playful guy seed to be genuinely in a bad mood, Aria’s smile faded sowhat.
“Did you do sothing wrong? The Great Demon King wouldn’t have beaten you for no reason.”
“Yeah.” Wyatt continued to pour himself another glass of wine.
Aria looked at Wyatt with curious eyes.
Wyatt pursed his lips, sowhat helplessly, “Curiosity killed the cat.”
“Just talk about it, maybe you’ll feel better after.” Aria snatched the glass of wine from Wyatt’s hand, preventing him from drinking more.
As his glass was taken away, a glint of cold flashed in Wyatt’s eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. Sighing lightly and unable to resist Aria’s pleading look, he slowly recounted his “glorious achievents.”
After listening, Aria clicked her tongue, “You had it coming. Your brother handed over such a big company to you, showing how much he trusts you. Instead of dealing with business, all you do is eat and sleep; I’d be angry too if I were him.”
Wyatt didn’t say anything, just pursed his lips.
Aria was about to continue when she saw a figure cross in front of her. Her expression paused, her eyes lighting up, and she imdiately stood up.
Watching Aria stand up straight, Wyatt raised his eyebrows, “Are you having a seizure?”
Aria revealed a smile tinged with infatuation, “Don’t be so poor, I’ve finally t my idol.”
Setting down her wine glass, Aria strode towards her target.
Alexander Knox was also without a female companion, sitting alone in his booth. The beautiful won around him were eager, but everyone knew that the head of the Knox Family did not favor won. They had thoughts but dared not approach.
Aria, clicking her heels, walked straight up to Alexander, “Hey, alone?”
Alexander Knox lifted his eyes, giving her a cursory glance, and distractedly returned his gaze. In a low and husky voice, he lightly humd a response.
“Do you… rember ?” Aria asked Alexander, full of hope.
Alexander Knox, in a good mood, lifted his eyes once more and gave her another look. In a low and gravelly voice, he confird, “I rember.”
He rembered himself, he rembered himself.
This sent Aria’s heart into a bloom of joy.
“Hope’s friend, I rember.”
Aria froze…
Her smile stiffened, and she looked at him incredulously, “Hope’s friend?”
“Isn’t that right?”
The look of joy on Aria’s face vanished completely.
She had pursued him for so long, only for him to finally say he rembered her as Hope’s friend.
In his mory, apart from being associated with Hope, did she not deserve her own identity?
Although Aria was usually forthright, when it ca to matters of the heart, she could be very sensitive.
“Oh…”
“Do you have anything else?”
Aria pressed her lips together, “No, it’s just that I noticed Mr. Knox has a poor mory, you might want to get your brain checked.”
Having said that, Aria stubbornly turned and walked away. The mont she turned her back, she couldn’t hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.
Returning to Wyatt’s side, she grabbed her bag from the booth and prepared to leave.
Wyatt looked up nonchalantly, noticing Aria’s tightly drawn face.
“Hey, what’s wrong?”
Aria acted as if she hadn’t heard him.
Wyatt reached out and grabbed her arm, “Are you deaf?”
His question shattered her pretense of strength, and tears vulnerably fell.
“Don’t pull on , it’s so annoying~”
Suddenly, a look of panic flashed across Wyatt’s eyes. He quickly withdrew his hand, looking flustered and unsure of what to do.
“What… why are you crying? Don’t cry, what happened?”
The more he asked, the less Aria could control her tears.
“Was it that man who bullied you just now?”
He clearly saw that Aria’s mood had taken a turn for the worse after seeing that man.
A deep chill reflected in Wyatt’s eyes – bullying a woman, what kind of man was he.
Wyatt rose abruptly, his eyes emitting a cold light, went over to Alexander Knox, and heavily slapped his shoulder, “Hey.”
Alexander Knox turned around at the sound.
The next mont, “Bang.” A fist ca flying, catching him completely off guard.
Alexander Knox staggered back several steps, his body hitting the table behind him.
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