The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 795

“You're a man of great wealth, Mr. James, so I'm sure you won't mind the extra three million, right? The room and this meal together come to six million. How about I give you a 10% discount?” The words hit James like a physical blow; he almost spat out his wine. Three million for this one meal? He could have those ingredients flown in daily for a month for that price. Was Hawthorne taking him for a complete fool, trying to rip him off? But he couldn't lose his temper in front of Mr. Pierce, who was clearly enjoying himself.

Hawthorne twisted the knife. “And the alcohol is billed separately. You've been enjoying a fine French vintage, Mr. James. A connoisseur like you can surely appreciate its quality, right?” They had been drinking the half-a-million-dollar-a-bottle wine like water. The table had gone through three cases, with six bottles in each. James almost had an aneurysm.

He had just signed a multi-billion dollar deal, only to spend tens of millions at Hawthorne's restaurant. What was the difference between this and just handing Hawthorne his commission? And for what? The use of a dining room, some supposedly imported ingredients, and three cases of his damn wine. The man was no better than a common robber.

James was caught between elation and fury, a true storm of emotions, while Hawthorne’s expression remained placid. Just then, Patti was brought into the room. When James saw her, he didn't seem particularly pleased, a fact Patti noted with confusion. “Congratulations, Mr. James,” she said, raising a glass of milk instead of wine, as she was pregnant.

James shot her a dark look. “What's this? Toasting me with milk instead of wine? Mr. Everhart, your girlfriend isn't performing her duties very well. Is she looking down on me?” James vented all his pent-up anger on Patti. She was stunned. The bastard knew she was pregnant with his child, yet he was trying to force her to drink. “I…” Patti looked to Hawthorne for help, but he remained silent, calmly watching James.

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