NovelEnglishHearing the thug's yell, a burly bald man strode out from a nearby bar. "Who is it?" When he glanced behind the thug and saw who it was, he promptly picked up a tablecloth and flung it at the thug's face. "You piece of shit! You can't even recognize Mr. Lawrence just because you took a few sips?! | told you to quit drinking already, but you just won't listen! And don't think you're dragginginto your mess!" "Mr. Lawrence... Who?" The thug on the floor obviously had not cto his senses.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen he did, he promptly knelt in front of Frank. "I'm so, so sorry, Mr. Lawrence. | didn't recognize you! Bravo Lambert even told us that everything is on the house if you ever visit—" "Just go," Frank snapped, not interested in taking it out with the thug since he was drunk and incoherent. "And don't try to hit on the ladies like you did, or you're dead if you caught me." The thug was completely sober at Frank's scary threat and scrambled to run away.
"Hmm. I'm surprised you're that well-respected, Mr. Lawrence," Noel teased him just then.
Frank scratched his head awkwardly and simply smiled as he pointed at his booth seat. "Would you like a couple of drinks if you're interested?" "Sure," Noel replied.
She was not being gracious either and ordered two of the most expensive cocktails as soon as she sat down.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was obvious she was not in her usual good mood, since she did not frequent bars, let alone drink so openly.
Frank watched as she chugged her glass and followed suit.
When she was done, Noel's cheeks blushed into an attractive pink as she smiled at Frank. "So, to what do | owe the pleasure, Mr. Lawrence?" Frank nodded, and spoke bluntly since running circles EFnd Noel might repulse her. "I've recently established a farm resort, and I'm planning to draw in influential people across Draconia as customers or endorsers." "You mean me?" Noel smiled, pointing at herself. "You wantas an endorser?" "Exactly." Frank stared at her solemnly.
"Hahaha." Noel suddenly laughed out loud, and it was a while when she stopped and twirled her finger around her glass. "Don't you know what's been happening tolately, Mr. Lawrence? My endorsement would just backfire." "I know." Frank nodded. "But I insist on your endorsement because you helped us endorse the Rejuvenation Pill before. I'm here to help now that you're in trouble." "Help me?" Noel appeared surprised but soon chuckled. "You're too kind, Mr. Lawrence. | only chose to endorse the Rejuvenation Pill because of its miraculous effects, and you paidas | deserved... In other words, | was just fulfilling my contractual obligation. It's not quite helping." Seeing that Noel was being humble, Frank nodded but spoke bluntly, "But you were willing to endorse the Rejuvenation Pill nonetheless, even if it meant betting against the market. You took a risk to help us, and I'd know that better than anyone. That's why you shouldn't undersell your credit."
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