Chapter 90

“W-what do you mean?” The lady stuttered and took a step back.

“Exactly. What do you mean, Dante?” I frowned, not understanding his animosity towards an innocent, frightened girl.

“I mean exactly what I said, Olivia.” He replied, but his brutal gaze was still on her. “Who sent you to give her this drink?”

“It’s her job, Dante. She said I was picked to try a new brand of champagne, just like some of the other guests. Nothing else.” I explained to him, hoping it would calm him down and maybe he would also help her.

“And you need to hear what she said about her boss. I think he’s treating his staff inhumanely.”

“I heard a good amount of what she told you, but you see, Olivia, the story she was spewing is a complete lie. There’s nothing like a sample test of a new brand of champagne going on at this event, nor is her boss as wicked as she paints him. And if everything she says is a lie, then why exactly is she trying to make you take the drink? Unless…” Dante sneered at her, and I gas