“Miss Kennedy, what do you mean by that? Are you here to pick a fight today?” As he spoke, several men in black clothes appeared at his side.
They seemed to be bodyguards.
I raised my eyebrows. “So bold?” He knew who I was and he acted so recklessly still. Looked like he had a backup in the W Town.
I looked at Leo and said, “Who owns the W Town?”
Leo raised his eyebrows and his eyes fell on Folly Lewis, who had been sitting still and sipping wine.
So, it belongs to the Lewis family?
Folly Lewis saw me looking at her, she smiled and said, “Miss Kennedy, would you like to be my friend?”
“What a special way you have of making friends!”
She said, shrugging her shoulders. “I’m not a gentleman, and I can’t deal with things in right ways. Just tell me if you’re willing or not.”
I couldn't help laughing. “You have a very bold way of making friends. If I say no, are you going to leave us here tonight?”
She shook her head. “That’s not an option. If you really don’t want to be my friend, I’ll think of other ways. But this Jessica thing, you can’t just let it go tonight. After all, she screwed up, and that fat bastard can’t do anything to you since you are one of the Kennedy family. But I have a business to run, and there’s no telling what he’ll do to me!”
Leo sneered. “You’ve been in this club for so many years, and you’re worried about an upstart?”
“Of course not.” Said Folly Lewis, looking at Jessica. “I’m not afraid, but ask her is she is. The upstart can’t do anything to me, but do you think he’s gonna hold his anger and not take it out on her?”
From what she was saying, Jessica was my responsibility now.
Leo tutted, looked at Jessica and said, “Young lady, would you mind working somewhere else?”
I…
Jessica paused, looking at Folly Lewis with her delicate smiling face, perplexed.
Folly Lewis laughed. “Does Mr. Kennedy mean he is willing to be my friend?”
Leo raised his eyebrows. His handsome face looked evil. “It’s not a bad thing to have a friend anyway.”
With a whimsical laugh, Folly Lewis replied cheerfully, “All right, it’s settled. We’re friends now.” She looked at Jessica and said, “Now that Mr. Kennedy said so, aren’t you going to thank him?”
Jessica looked at Leo and said, “Thank you, Mr. Kennedy, for saving your life.”
Leo was speechless. “Come on, don’t be so serious.”
At this point, Leo checked time, then looked at Jessica and said, “Do you have your phone with you?”
Jessica nodded and hurriedly took out her cell phone.
Leo took the phone and left a number on it. Then he gave it back to Jessica and said, “Call this guy tomorrow. Tell him it’s Leo who asked you to go to him.”
Jessica picked up the phone and looked at Leo, blushing.
“Why don’t you just give her your number and tell her to call you if she needs anything?” said Folly Lewis.
Leo frowned, gave Folly Lewis a wry look and fell silent. Then he looked at me and said, “Are you sleepy?”
I nodded. I did feel a little tired. I had a drink, and now I was feeling a little dizzy.
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