The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 1952

Lyla was so excited that she turned to the bartender and shouted, "Ten bottles of
Dom Perignon! Please!"

The bartender put his hand to his mouth and shouted, "Mr. Lennon ordered ten
bottles of Dom Perignon. 16 bottles of Dom Perignon in total!’

"16 bottles of Dom Perignon!

“That's over 20,000 dollars!"

Lyla instantly surpassed Lara. She was elated as she kept raising her chin at
Lara.

Lara was so smug earlier but was now fuming.

Leaning against Mr. Mill, she wriggled her body, making Mr. Mill flustered. Even
his face began to redden.

"Mr. Mill, I want more champagne... Shall we have ten bottles of Dom Perignon
too?"

Staring at Lara's chest, Mr. Mill's mouth moved involuntarily. "Come... Give me
ten f*cking bottles of Dom Perignon!"

The bartender immediately shouted, "Mr. Mill added ten more Dom Perignon
bottles, making up 20 bottles of Dom Perignon!"

Lara instantly outperformed Lyla.

When Lyla saw that, she immediately turned to Sean and called him "Daddy =
Zander was dumbfounded, while Sean had a headache.

"Order, order, order. Order whatever you want.”

Sean said quickly so that Lyla would not call him that anymore.

It was a good thing he did not know anyone here. Otherwise, how horrible would
it be if he was seen with an 18-year-old girl holding his arm and calling him
"Daddy"?

The reputation of a nine-star commander and Guardian God of war would be
destroyed!

Lyla let out a contented laugh and yelled to the bartender, "Ten more Dom
Perignon!"

Lara also immediately shouted, "We'll add ten bottles too!"

"Ten more bottles!"

"We want 20 bottles!"

"30 bottles!"

Lara and Lyla were locked in a standoff, and the bottles of Dom Perignon both
parties ordered had filled their tables.

There was no room for the new Dom Perignon bottles, so they were placed on
the empty table nearby.

The people in the nightclub unknowingly surrounded Lyla and Lara, watching
them battle in excitement.

Holding an unopened bottle of Dom Perignon, Lara pointed it at Lyla angrily and
said, "Wench, do you really want to compete with me? I'm telling you, you're not
qualified!"

Lyla laughed and said, "Lara, you ordered 64 bottles of Dom Perignon. And we
ordered 65 bottles of Dom Perignon. We have one more than you. What are you
so proud of? It's time to give up your seat!"

Lara's hands began to shake when she heard this.

She immediately turned to look at Mr. Mill and commanded, "Eugene, continue
ordering!"

Eugene stared at Lara's beautiful fair legs and muttered, "But... But I don't have
any money left... I'm afraid I don't have enough money with me..."

"It doesn't matter. We keep bar tabs. You can keep it on your tab and pay us back
later. If you can't pay us, we can ask your father for money."

Lara said as she took out a phone and showed a photo.

It was a photo of Lara leaving against Eugene, and Eugene was repeatedly
groping her.

"You better do what I say now, or I'll send this photo to your father. Tell me, how
would your father punish you if he saw you in a nightclub and were hooking up
with me?"

With that said, the smile on Lara's face became sinister.

Eugene shuddered and showed a look of fear.

"Wait. I'll order now. Don't send the photo to my father..."

The panicked Eugene had no idea why Lara had his father's contact information,
but that was not important, of course.