Chapter 13 This Act is Flawless!

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Aaron exploded like a powder keg. He still wanted to get Charlotte drunk and take advantage of her. How could he tolerate someone acting as her bartender?

How could he get her drunk then? How could he take advantage of her? How could he take her to a hotel?

"Michael?" Aaron asked.

Charlotte and Scarlett both furrowed their brows, surprised by Michael's intervention.

With a frown, he never expected to meet him here.

Especially Charlotte, she glared at Michael with envy, biting her lip, trembling chest, rapid breaths, even her small fists clenched, showing an impulse to hit him.

"So, that's Charlotte's useless husband, Michael?" Tyler pointed at Michael, looking both amused and frustrated.

"It's him!"

Scarlett's face twisted with resentment, she cursed as soon as she opened her mouth, "You worthless piece of trash! You ruined Charlotte's reputation. How dare you show up in front of her? Why don't you just die, I ask you?"

Michael didn't want to explain himself. Gazing at Charlotte, his eyes were infinitely tender. "I know you have grievances against me. You can hit me, curse at me, unleash all your anger onto me, just don't harm yourself in the process."

Although Charlotte really wanted to hit him, when she saw his sincere expression, she hesitated for a moment and couldn't bring herself to do it. What came out from between her teeth was a single word:

"Leave! I never want to see you again!"

"I won't leave," Michael shook his head. "Your alcohol tolerance is low. Someone wants to get you drunk. Until we divorce, I am still your legal husband. I have an obligation to protect you and be by your side, to shield you from alcohol."

As soon as he spoke, Charlotte fell into silence.

Aaron exploded, however "You fucking ruined your own wife. You're nothing but a useless piece of shit. What right do you have to protect her?"

"And besides, they say you're a complete waste. What ability do you have to protect her?"

"As an outsider, what right do you have to interfere in the matters between me and my wife?" Michael retorted. He didn't direct his anger towards his wife's family, not because he lacked anger, but because he knew when to let it out and when not to.

Aaron was speechless.

At this moment, Tyler stepped forward, looking up and proudly said, "Kid, do you know how much that drink you just had costs?"

"One bottle costs three thousand. I could pour five glasses from it, six hundred per glass. That's enough to cover your fucking cigarette expenses for two months!"

"If you want to protect your wife from drinking, buy two bottles of XO whiskey and place them here. Then, I'll allow you to shield your wife from alcohol!"

On the way there, Scarlett had told him about Michael's situation. He was as poor as a dog, with only two hundred and fifty yuan for cigarettes per month, and his salary as a deliveryman was controlled by his mother-in-law.

That's why he said that, wanting to make Michael lose face and give up in the end.

"Tyler, that's enough."

Charlotte finally couldn't bear it anymore. Even though she hadn't divorced Michael yet, her husband being treated like this made her feel uncomfortable too.

"Tyler, you went too far," Scarlett also felt that Tyler's words would make Charlotte lose face along with him.

"How is this going too far?" Tyler spread his hands. "I'm just suggesting—"

I stand up for Charlotte and despise men like this. I don't want to use my money to buy him drinks. Isn't this a matter of justice? How could he dare to ask for it?"

"Then can I buy it for him?" Charlotte doesn't want to leave halfway and embarrass her friend, but she also knows that Michael can't afford two bottles of whiskey, so she wants to pay for it herself.

"Hahaha!!!"

Tyler laughs heartily, tipping his head back. "A man who can't even come up with six thousand dollars, you're truly… not even worth calling rubbish!"

"Hahahaha!!!"

Everyone sitting there can't help but burst into laughter.

Charlotte is almost in tears from anger, glaring at him fiercely. "Can you stop standing here and embarrassing me? Do you think I haven't been embarrassed enough because of you, Michael?"

"I beg you; can you please stop embarrassing me?" Women have pride too. Any woman would be unable to tolerate their man being mocked. Charlotte is no exception.

"Fine." Michael nods.

"Hahaha!!!"

More laughter ensues.

"This poor guy finally has no face to stay here anymore," Aaron says, his belly hurting from laughing.

But little did he know, as soon as the words left his mouth, Michael shouts, "Waiter, bring me two bottles of the most expensive drinks in your bar."

"What!" The laughter abruptly stops.

Everyone gives Michael a bewildered look. He wasn't trying to leave out of embarrassment; instead, he wants two bottles of the most expensive drinks?

"Are you crazy? Do you know what you're doing?" Charlotte stomps her feet anxiously. Although she rarely comes to bars, she knows that the most expensive drinks in a bar cost at least fifty thousand yuan.

"I know," Michael says seriously. "I won't let you be embarrassed anymore."

"Hahaha!!!" Tyler bursts into laughter, rolling around.

"Ordering two bottles of the most expensive drinks makes it not embarrassing? It's even more embarrassing if you can't afford to pay!" Scarlett glares fiercely at Michael.

"I can afford it," Michael responds confidently.

"You can afford it? Bullshit!" Tyler sneers. "I'm not looking down on you, but with you being such a loser, even if you sold blood, kidneys, and sperm and saved up for a year, you still couldn't afford a bottle of the most expensive drink in this bar."

"Do you know how much one bottle costs? 280,000 yuan. So two bottles would be 560,000 yuan. What are you going to use to pay? Sell your wife?" Aaron interjects. "If you're going to sell your wife, I'm willing to take her. Then you'd be able to afford it."

"Hahahaha!!!" More laughter fills the room.

Charlotte feels like her lungs are about to explode and exclaims angrily at Michael, "560,000 yuan! What are you going to use to pay? Are you really going to sell me in exchange for drinks?"

"I'm not willing to..."

"Who do you think you are, talking about selling you? I can afford it," Michael consoled her.

Charlotte's eyes rolled, and she squeezed out a few words through her teeth, "Can't afford it. I won't help you pay!"

She knew better than anyone how poor Michael was. One time, when she came home early from work, she even saw him picking up two empty cola bottles from the trash bin in their neighborhood.

If someone even collected empty bottles, could they afford a wine that cost 560,000? She would never believe it!

"Sir, here's the wine," the waiter said, holding two bottles of wine.

Gulp!

As soon as they saw it was a 1982 Lafite, Tyler, Aaron, and the others couldn't help but salivate.

Outside, this wine would cost around 56,000-60,000 per bottle. It was normal for the price to be several times higher in a bar like this.

Although they were second-generation wealthy, with assets worth tens of millions or even billions at home, they didn't have much cash flow, and their bank accounts didn't have much either.

For them, drinking a 1982 Lafite in a bar was too extravagant, something they couldn't afford.

Compared to them, Michael remained calm and asked directly, "How much is it?"

"Sir, 280,000 for one bottle, and 560,000 for two bottles."

The price almost made Charlotte faint.

Even if she saved her CEO salary for four years without spending any, she still couldn't afford these two bottles.

As for Michael's salary, he couldn't afford it even if he saved for ten years!

And the money in her bank account was not enough to help him pay!

"Swipe the card."

Michael didn't hesitate and directly took out a bank card and a voucher, throwing them to the waiter. The voucher was worth 500,000, which was given to Natalie Mitchell by the bar owner and taken by Michael.

"Damn, he faked this so well! Full marks!" Tyler gave me a thumbs-up.

But soon, he mocked, "If his balance is insufficient later, and he gets embarrassed, that'll be hilarious!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Sir, please enter your password." The waiter handed the POS machine to Michael.

"The last six digits of the card number, enter it yourself," Michael said lightly. The card was obtained by Natalie Mitchell through Jonathan, and Michael didn't change the password, which was the last

six digits of the card number.

"Hahaha!"

Tyler couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Who sets their password as the last six digits of their card number with a few hundred thousand in their account? It's so unsafe."

"So don't expect anything from him. I'm sure his balance won't be enough. Maybe there's not even a penny in the account!"

Much to their surprise, as soon as Tyler finished speaking, the waiter's voice came.

"Sir, payment successful, here's your card."

"What!"

Everyone was stunned.

Especially Charlotte, who covered her mouth in astonishment. Her beautiful eyes flickered with surprise, suspicion, shock, and disbelief.

Expression.

It went through. Tyler couldn't believe it.

"Waiter, are you kidding me?" Tyler couldn't believe his eyes.

"Am I kidding you? See for yourself." The waiter tore off the payment receipt and handed a copy to Tyler.

A group of people immediately gathered around.

Transaction amount RMB 4,000.00.

Cardholder's signature Michael.

"Damn it!"

Tyler burst out with a curse, "Wasn't it supposed to be 560,000? Are you sleeping with him to help him save money or something?"

"This voucher can deduct 500,000 and also receive a 10% discount," the waiter displayed the deduction voucher, annoyed.

Immediately, Tyler and the others were dumbfounded.

Damn, he spent 4,000 and made it look like 560,000. Was this promotional voucher won through a lucky draw?

Soon, the wine was opened, and Michael poured two glasses, handing one to a stunned Charlotte and smiling, "Wife, let's have a drink."

Charlotte snapped out of her daze, took the glass, and glared at Michael, "You didn't mention the discount voucher and almost made me mad at you!"

"Hehe! Darling, drink as you please, I'll follow suit," Michael laughed and clinked his glass against hers, then tilted his head back and emptied it in one gulp.

This was the first time Michael had a drink with her and the first time he showed her face. She felt inexplicably happy and simply downed her glass.

"How is it, Charlotte? Is it good?" Scarlett swallowed her saliva, wanting to taste the Lafite from '82.

Charlotte seemed to sense her desire and smiled, "I'm not a wine connoisseur. Pour yourself a glass and taste it to find out."

Scarlett immediately poured herself a glass and took a sip, exclaiming, "Wow! It truly lives up to its reputation as an '82 Lafite! So delicious!"

Upon hearing her words, Tyler, Aaron, and others grew envious.

"Um... Michael, can I have a taste?" Tyler asked weakly.

"No." Michael shook his head, "One bottle isn't enough for ten glasses. One glass cost 30,000, which could buy you ten bottles of whisky XO."

"You only spent 4,000!" Tyler was annoyed.

"Then spend 4,000 to buy me two bottles and I'll let you try," Michael retorted with an annoyed tone.

Tyler was speechless.

"By the way," Michael suddenly remembered something, "I had one glass of whisky from you, and I don't like owing you, so here you go."

After saying that, he took an empty glass, poured a small amount, not even a sip, and pushed it in front of Tyler, "Is 600 enough now?"