Chapter 4: A man's hand fell on her snow-colored shoulder.

The lights were dim, and there were about six or seven people sitting, but they couldn't see clearly. However, as soon as she entered, everyone's gaze immediately focused on her.

Just as she sat down, Memphis couldn't wait to put his hand on her shoulder, touching her while lifting a glass of wine to her lips. "Lara, you have to punish yourself with a drink for being late."

In the dimly lit corner, someone's gaze fell on the hand on her shoulder, resentment uncontrollable, slowly surfacing. Faced with the drink brought to her lips, let alone one glass, she would drink a whole bottle if she could borrow the money.

Frowning, Lara took the glass and drank it in one gulp. The spicy and stimulating liquid burned in her stomach. "Impressive drinking capacity!" Memphis led the applause, arrogantly embracing her.

Lara didn't have a high tolerance for alcohol. Avila had infiltrated almost every aspect of her life for the past ten years. After getting drunk on her eighteenth birthday, he got angry and it was the first time he had ever been angry with her. He didn't talk to her for the next two weeks. Because of that, she never touched alcohol again, no matter the occasion.

Therefore, after drinking such a strong drink, Lara's face turned red. She wanted to bring up her purpose for coming to Memphis as soon as possible. "Memphis, I came here today to ask you for..."

Before she could say the word "money," the people around them began to tease her. "Mr. O'Neil, where did this goddess come from? Won't you introduce her to us?" "Yeah, you can't keep your beauty all to yourself!" "That's right if you won't introduce us, will you at least introduce Mr. Avila?"

Mr. Avila? Lara's vision became a little blurred. Memphis looked towards the corner and quickly put on a flattering smile. "How can that be? Even if I don't give a face to others, I have to give a face to Mr. Avila. Come, let me introduce her. This is Lara, the most beautiful socialite in Emberton City."

"Socialite?" "Hahaha..."

Everyone burst into mockery. The man in the corner, who had been silent all this time, also curled up the corners of his mouth. On his handsome and noble face, there was a hint of mockery, watching the joke just like everyone else, but he also hid a bit of indescribable cunning. He spoke with a sneer. "Have these two words, 'socialite,' become so cheap now?"

Lara's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately looked up. Sharp and malicious, well-dressed, there was no one else but Avila! He had just mentioned 'cheap'...

Faced with humiliation, Lara smiled faintly and spoke clearly. "Even if it's cheap, it's still more noble than an ungrateful white-eyed wolf, don't you think, Mr. Avila?"

Avila lifted an eyelid, a trace of coldness flickering in his pitch-black eyes. The little princess was both beautiful and naive, and she exuded an air of ignorance. It was no wonder she had attracted the attention of someone with the surname Lin. This attention naturally displeased him, as if his possessions were being coveted by someone else.

Just then, a waiter came in to deliver drinks, afraid of spilling expensive wine and having to pay for it,

The lights in the private room were adjusted a few degrees brighter. The view became clear, and Avila finally saw her outfit - snow-white skin revealed by a large piece of exposed flesh, and a man's hand resting on her smooth shoulder...

His anger was uncontrollable, and the man's face instantly darkened.

He stood up abruptly, took off his coat, and walked over to drape it over her beautiful shoulders.

When Memphis saw him approaching, he withdrew his hand in fear and even moved to the side.

The atmosphere instantly turned cold.

Lara looked up, smiled silently, and threw the coat on the ground with a wave of her hand. "Mr. Avila, when a woman wears such clothes, it is for others to appreciate, so the coat is unnecessary."

Avila's cold eyes filled with hostility, he bent down to pick up the coat, forcefully draped it over her again, and threatened, "If you don't want me to get angry, behave."