Calmly nodding, Lucinda asked, “Before I entered the room did you happen to see the man who resembled the one you described?”


    Pierre nodded truthfully and said, “Yes.


    ”


    “Was that him?” Lucinda inquired.


    After thinking for a moment, Pierre shook his head cautiously.


    “Although I’m not entirely certain, the atmosphere in the bar tonight is very tense.


    You only brought me along, so you must be very careful.


    ”


    As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome man with a slightly flushed face approached Lucinda.


    Lucinda nced at him and noticed that he was an attractive, mild-mannered man.


    “What’s the matter?” she asked.


    The man seemed hesitant as if he had gathered up all his courage to speak.


    He gestured towards a group of men and women in the opposite booth, his eyes pleading.


    “Miss… I lost a bet, and they asked me to hit on you.


    Only if you ept my drink can I pass.


    Could you please help me?”


    Lucinda gazed at him without uttering a word.


    Though she wore a smile, her eyes betrayed a coldness within.


    Undeterred by herck of a positive answer, the man took the empty ss from the waiter and poured Lucinda a ss of wine.


    “May 1?” the man asked politely.


    Lucinda didn’t take it, neither did she say anything to refuse the man.


    Beside her, Pierre whispered, “Don’t drink wine from strangers in a bar.


    ”


    The man lowered his head shyly and continued, “I saw you in the crowd just now.


    Your beauty is different from all the girls here.


    You won’t refuse to help me, right?”


    Pierre continued to whisper, “No, please don’t take it.


    ”


    Lucinda shed a charming smile and raised her eyebrows.


    “Alright then,” she said.


    Surprised by her change of heart, the man handed her the red wine.


    As Lucinda reached for the ss, Pierre’s expression grew more concerned.


    The ss was blocked away by a slender hand as soon as she touched fit Lucinda nced over and noticed a man with anger boiling in his eyes, staring at the person who had given her the wine.This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    “Do you think you deserve her cooperation when she even refused to drink the wine I gave her?”