Chapter 761

Natalie Castillo cracked a sunflower seed between her teeth and spat out the shell.

She tilted her head to look at Evelyn Ross.

"What exactly is she trying to do? If she wants to deal with Liam Cooper, why not just do it directly?"

Her face was full of confusion.

"Why make him drink his own wine? Isn't that just unnecessary?"

Evelyn raised an eyebrow, thinking for a moment.

A slight smile touched the corner of her lips.

"Mia Truman must have spent a lot of money on Liam Cooper, right?"

Natalie replied instantly, "Then get it back!"

Evelyn shifted her gaze to Chloe Raymond.

"Liam probably spent quite a bit on Chloe Raymond too. I'm sure there were plenty of transfers."

Natalie said, "Then get that back too!"

Evelyn explained calmly, "That money was transferred to her by Liam Cooper, not by Mia Truman. Using illegal means to reclaim it wouldn't work."

Natalie didn't even think about it.

"It's her money! How is that illegal?"

She was clearly dissatisfied, struggling to understand this Chinese insistence on following the law in everything.

Having grown up abroad, she had seen plenty of gray areas.

But since coming to China, she felt constantly constrained by rules.

Still, anyone who's been around the block knows a few tricks.

Evelyn offered a simple explanation.

"The Truman family's status is special."

Natalie understood immediately and pursed her lips.

Abroad, people with special status were even more untouchable.

Who would have thought that in China, the higher your position, the more cautious you had to be.

How boring.

As she thought this, her hand reached into her pocket for another handful of sunflower seeds.

Beside her, Sebastian Truman glanced faintly at Evelyn.

A flicker of appreciation passed through his eyes.

He could understand what his sister was doing.

But Evelyn Ross had also seen through it at a glance.

This girl was indeed clever and perceptive.

He remembered the time she stopped him at his doorstep.

And later saved his life...

Sebastian withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

He adjusted his glasses.

His fingers lightly brushed the Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist.

Lowering his eyelids, he resumed his usual detached, ascetic demeanor.

Evelyn seemed to sense something and looked at him.

But she saw Sebastian was watching Mia Truman's direction.

She thought she must have imagined it and also looked forward.

Two bottles of wine, shared among four people, were almost finished.

Only the dregs remained at the bottom.

The group was still flattering Liam Cooper.

"Mr. Cooper, you're so generous! This wine is truly excellent!"

"A bottle over a million, and Mr. Cooper didn't even blink. Is this the world of the wealthy?"

Chloe Raymond smiled charmingly, sharing in the glory.

"Of course. This amount is just pocket money for Liam..."

Liam Cooper also smiled.

"Drink and eat as much as you want. There used to be a limit every time we came. Today I'm happy, no limits!"

"Mr. Cooper is mighty!"

"Following Mr. Cooper really broadens our horizons!"

Chloe Raymond chuckled.

Suddenly, she glanced at Mia Truman standing to the side.

She spoke up.

"Mia, would you like some too?"

The other two immediately sneered.

"Is she worthy?"

"Exactly, a servant's daughter. Could her stomach even handle this wine?"

Chloe Raymond smiled and looked at Liam Cooper.

But she saw Liam narrow his eyes.

He let out a derisive laugh.

"Why isn't she worthy? Of course she's worthy."

His words stunned everyone.

Chloe Raymond's face changed dramatically.

She looked at Liam in disbelief.

"Liam, you..."

Liam Cooper poured the dregs from both bottles into a single glass.

He walked over to Mia Truman.

Mia watched the approaching man.

Her heart felt as cold as ice.

Was he finally acknowledging her?

But she had already seen his true colors.

Mia tugged at the corner of her mouth.

It was always like this before.

He would occasionally show her a little warmth.

Every time he did, she would foolishly forgive his coldness and distance.

This time...

As Mia was thinking, Liam had already reached her.

"Mia, everyone has had a drink. This glass, you drink it, okay?"

Mia Truman reached out her hand.

Fine.

After drinking this glass, they would be completely even.

She had just thought this when the man raised the glass above her head.

He turned his hand over and poured.

Red wine cascaded down from Mia's head.

It dripped from her hair, wetting her face.

Mia was stunned for a moment.

Then she let out a hoarse, bitter laugh.

Right.

What was she thinking?

This man, relying on her affection for him, had always held himself high above.

When had he ever lowered himself to coax her?

This glass of wine extinguished the last trace of longing for him in her heart.

At that moment, the manager finally hurried over with the bill!