Chapter 18
Chapter 18
Bernard said to Trevor, "This is Grant. His father owns Ensfield Hotel in this city. If it weren't for him,
you wouldn't be able to gain entrance to this club."
Grant looked at Trevor up and down and asked, "Who's this?" Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
"Trevor Sanderson, the poor guy who found his girlfriend making out with Dennis."
"Oh, that's you? I've heard a lot about you, man," Grant sneered and then burst into laughter.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Trevor asked, clenching his fists.
He was getting a little tired of tolerating their implied insults.
Grant was about to mock Trevor more, but Bessie stopped him.
"That's enough. Are you going to snipe at each other
, but it was only six bottles of water.
He could afford those for sure.
"Sir, it's one thousand and two hundred dollars in total. Would you like to pay by a card or by cash?"
The attendant took six bottles of water out of the freezer and set them on the counter.
Trevor could not believe what he just heard.
How could a bottle of water cost two hundred dollars?
That was more expensive than oil.
No wonder Grant asked him to buy water for everyone.
Seeing the surprised look on Trevor's face, Bessie felt sorry for him.
She stepped forward and decided to deal with the situation.
"Don't worry about it, Trevor. I'll pay for the water."