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Chapter 1951

Sean was speechless, but Zander was so carried away that he threw his head back and downed the entire bottle of

champagne with a satisfied burp.

"Lyla, I gotta say...’

Sean had not finished speaking when a coquettish voice came from not far away.

The alluring Lara said coquettishly to Mr. Mill beside her, "Mr. Mill, I want to drink Dorn Perignon too. Why don't you

order some?"

While she spoke, Lara also unbuttoned her top, instantly revealing large fair mounds and a deep cleavage.

Mr. Mill was thrilled and said with a chuckle, "Alright, well have five bottles of Dom Perignon too!”

The bartender's ears were sharp. Without Lara having to speak, he shouted, "Mr. Mill ordered five bottles of Dom

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Perignon!"

Delighted, Lara turned around and gave Lyla a haughty and defiant look.

Holding an empty bottle in her hand, Lyla gritted her teeth angrily.

Lara was picking a fight on purpose.

If Lyla had not ordered five bottles of Dom Perignon, Lara probably would not have done so either.

The two women were fighting each other at this point.

"It’s so delicious. I don't think five bottles are enough!"

Lara spoke charmingly to Mr. Mill.

Mr. Mill hugged Lara tightly and laughed. "Order more if they're not enough! Five more bottles of Dom Perignon!"

The bartender was excited as he shouted, "Mr. Mill added five more Dom Perignon! Ten bottles of Dom Perignon in

total!”

Ten bottles!

The entire nightclub customers looked at Mr. Mill and Lara with shock.

One bottle of Dom Perignon was 1,500 dollars, so ten bottles of Dom Perignon was 15,000 dollars!

Mr. Mill had only arrived in the nightclub and had spent more than 10,000 dollars—which was more than most

customers!

Lara was proud. Looking at Lyla from a distance, she said, "Wrench, who are you to compete with me? Can you

beat me? You'd better pack up your things and get out of here. This is no place for a little girl like you!"

Lyla was shaking with anger before grabbing Sean's arm.

"Dr. Lennon, shall we order five more bottles of Dom Perignon?"

Lyla asked coquettishly.

Sean frowned, shook his head, and said, "No, we haven't finished the five bottles we ordered. There are still three

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bottles left. Well order more when we finish them."

"Don't be so stingy. I know you don't lack money..."

Lyla shook Sean's arm like a daughter trying to butter up her father.

Sean still refused to say yes.

Lyla panicked and shouted, "Daddy, you said you wanted me to drink all I want. I wanna drink..."

'Daddy?

'What the h*lI is this girl calling me?'

Sean shuddered as cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The people in the nightclub looked meaningfully at Sean.

"What did you just call me? Don't make any trouble!"

Furious, Sean scolded in a hushed voice.

Lyla said pitifully, "Are you going to order some... Look, that b*tch is laughing at me..."

Sean said nothing. 3

Lyla immediately opened her mouth and was about to call him "Daddy", and Sean quickly nodded. "Okay, okay,

okay, I'll order, okay? Stop calling me that!”

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