Lyla was so excited that she turned to the bartender and shouted, “Ten bottles of Dom Perignon! Please!”
The bartender put his hand to his mouth and shouted, “Mr. Lennon ordered ten bottles of Dom Perignon. 16 bottles of Dom Perignon in total!”
16 bottles of Dom Perignon!
That’s over 20,000 dollars!
Lyla instantly surpassed Lara. She was elated as she kept raising her chin at Lara.
Lara was so smug earlier but was now fuming.
Leaning against Mr. Mill, she wriggled her body, making Mr. Mill flustered. Even his face began to redden.
“Mr. Mill, I want more champagne… Shall we have ten bottles of Dom Perignon too?”
Staring at Lara’s chest, Mr. Mill’s mouth moved involuntarily. ”Come… Give me ten f*cking bottles of Dom Perignon!”
The bartender immediately shouted, “Mr. Mill added ten more Dom Perignon bottles, making up 20 bottles of Dom Perignon!”
Lara instantly outperformed Lyla.
When Lyla saw that, she immediately turned to Vivian and called him “Daddy…”
Sandra was dumbfounded, while Vivian had a headache.
“Order, order, order… Order whatever you want…” Vivian said quickly so that Lyla would not call him that anymore.
It was a good thing he did not know anyone here. Otherwise, how horrible would it be if he was seen with an 18-year-old girl holding his arm and calling him “Daddy”?
The reputation of a nine-star commander and Guardian God of war would be destroyed!
Lyla let out a contented laugh and yelled to the bartender, “Ten more Dom Perignon!”
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