Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce
Chapter 903 The So-called Rabbit Girl

Chapter 903 The So-called Rabbit Girl

After hesitating for less than five seconds, he threw the mineral water bottle into the trash can nearby and strode over.

The manager of the bar at the door saw him from a distance. The man's clothes were valuable, especially the watch on his wrist, which was more expensive than his house. He was a big client.

The manager immediately went up to him and asked, "Hello, sir, do you have an appointment?"

"No." Bert didn't raise his eyebrows and looked down on others, full of inestimable arrogance. "Give me the best seat."

"No problem. Please come with me."

The deafening music and the noisy laughter came from the dance floor. The manager gave him the best VIP seat on the second floor. The cost of a night's VIP seat alone was 50,000 dollars. Without hesitation he ordered the best wine and swiped his card directly.

The arrival of Bert attracted the attention of all the women in the VIP seat on the second floor. He was a very distant face and did not come to the bar often, but his momentum was particularly attractive. It was hard and cold, and no one dared to talk to it easily.

However, the man didn't care about all these gazes. He just drank one glass of wine after another, raised his head, and drank. He repeated them mechanically, like an emotionless monster. However, right at this moment, a figure on the first floor drew his attention for a short time.

From his point of view, the woman was wearing a short black lace dress, with fluffy black rabbit ears on her head. Her slender and beautiful legs were tightly wrapped in black stockings, and her chest was exposed.

She was holding a dark basket in her hand, which contained a small square box. It was hard to see what it was from a distance. She could only see that the men around her were all smiling at her with evil intentions and teasing her. She had no choice but to dodge.

This woman looked very familiar.

Bert recalled what had happened at the airport that day and remembered what she looked like.

It was her.

The woman rushed over and bumped into his shoulder.

Why was she here?

While she was thinking, the man downstairs had already put his hand into the shorts under her skirt. The woman grabbed his wrist, but unfortunately, it was quickly broken away again.

Bert looked down slightly, picked up the lid of the bottle on the table, and threw it over her head skillfully.

With a dull thud, Alivia was hit from such a long distance. She was in so much pain that her eyes turned red. She looked around at a loss.

There were too many people in the bar, and the view of the first floor was not as wide as that of the second floor. Moreover, many men were looking at her. Alivia lowered her head and held the basket in her arms tightly. She guessed that someone was playing tricks on her...

"Sweetie, does it hurt? Let me blow on it for you."

"Yes, let him blow it for you. He will buy your basket of things."

A man's harsh voice sounded behind her. Just when Alivia could not hold back her tears, her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone. She was so shocked that she wanted to hide. When she looked up, she found that it was the manager. "Manager?"