A moment of silence broke out in the room. Everyone was staring at the young man who just spoke.
Give you face?
Who are you? Why would I give you face?
The person who just spoke was none other than Gerald.
He had been outside the room, watching in excitement when he saw Douglas getting embarrassed and humiliated.
It had nothing to do with him, after all.
Now, Louie obviously had eyes for Leila, Cindy, and the rest of the girls.
He didn’t have many reasons to worry about Leila.
After all, even though Leila was somewhat polite to him on the surface, Gerald knew very well that this girl actually despised and looked down on him.
There was no need for him to brag or show off in front of her.
However, Cindy was also here, and Gerald would feel bad if he really did not care about her.
She had treated him well since the beginning, never once despising him in any way. She was also the kind that held no preconceived judgments or prejudice in her heart.
Perhaps, it might not have meant anything to Cindy, but Gerald was still very grateful nonetheless. Thus, he decided to take a stand for her sake.
“Gerald, what nonsense are you talking about? Why don’t you just get lost? There are some things about the underground that you will never understand.”
Leila reprimanded Gerald with a cold hard look on her face.
She couldn’t accept it. Leila grew up in a small town, and she was very well-informed. She naturally understood the situation about to unfold tonight.
be that as it may, Leila’s mind was made up. What was the big deal anyway? At most, she would have to finish up an entire bottle of white wine like Douglas did, then run out of the room quickly. Louie wouldn’t dare be too rambunctious, would he?
Unexpectedly, Gerald stepped up and pretended to be a hero. She was annoyed now, really wanting to give him a tight slap or two across his face.
“Give you face? What right do you have?” Louie asked with a deep frown. The rest of the men in the room also stared at Gerald.
Gerald put his hands in his pockets, grinning lightly.
“This girl over here is my friend. So, I will settle this issue on her behalf. Mr. Lourdes, if you really want to drink, why don’t you let me make a call so that I can get some people here to accompany you?”
Naturally, Gerald wanted to pay no attention to a puny roach the likes of him. He looked at Cindy.
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