Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce
Chapter 904 Drink up the Cup of Wine on the Table

Chapter 904 Drink up the Cup of Wine on the Table

The manager ignored her and looked at the others in the booth. "I'm sorry, everyone. I have something to tell her. I'll be right there. Please excuse me."

Alivia was dragged by the manager to the second floor in confusion. There were many open private rooms, and they couldn't see each other if they were separated. She was taken to the middle. She knew that this was the most expensive place in the bar. She couldn't go up usually.

"Manager, why did you bring me here?" Alivia was confused.

The manager pushed her in and said in a low voice, "It's up to you to make money!"

After that, the manager left and closed the color-changing glass door of the booth. Everything was isolated, and even the voice was lowered. Alivia was flustered. Through the dim light, she saw the man get up and walk slowly toward her, as aggressive as she remembered.

There was a sharp perfume on his body. When he walked up to her, she almost couldn't breathe.

Bert looked down at the woman's flustered face. Compared with her exposed clothes, her face was pure and clean.

He looked around and suddenly raised his hand to her chest. Alivia was so shocked that her face turned pale. "What are you doing?!"

Bert acted as if he didn't hear her. When he raised his hand again, he held a small square box between his slender fingers and looked at her with a little disdain. "Are you selling condoms in a bar?" Alivia was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She reached out and snatched the condom box back. "Don't touch my things!"

"Didn't you hear what the manager said just now? I want these things."

Alivia had been selling adult products in the bar for about a month. Every night, she hoped to sell them as soon as possible, but at this moment, she felt her face burning.

Alivia comforted herself in her heart. She took a deep breath and handed him the basket in her arms. "There are a total of 30 boxes, 2400 dollars. Do you want cash or a credit card?"

Bert snorted, turned around, took out a stack of money from his wallet, and stuffed it into her basket without counting it. "Here you are. Keep the change."

Alivia looked at the hundred dollar bills scattered on the adult products, and a stubborn temper rose from the bottom of her heart, but when she thought of the hospital admission fee that was constantly urged, she narrowed her eyes and pulled out a smile that was not good-looking, even not natural. "Thank you."

Life forced her to bow her head. She had to learn how to put down her dignity. Nothing was more important than money.

Looking at her obedient appearance, Bert felt that she was a little similar to Evelyn. Such a woman looked weak, but in fact, she was stronger than a man.

He suddenly became interested. After she put away the money in silence, he took out another stack of money without blinking. "Drink up the wine on the table, and these will be yours."

The man's clear voice sounded in her ear. Alivia was stunned and looked over. The glass of wine was not small, and the whiskey had not been added to the soft drink. She estimated that she would not be able to hold on after drinking it.

Alivia looked away and said very rationally, "Sir, thank you for helping me just now. I just want to make some money. I can't drink much. If I ruin your mood, it's not what I think."

Bert didn't expect her to refuse. He pursed his thin lips and asked, "Don't you want money?"

Hearing that, Alivia was a little embarrassed. "I need money, but I really can't drink this wine."

"Do you think you can walk out of this private room without drinking?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Alivia looked at him in shock, and her breath was stuck in her chest. This was a threat.