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Chapter 795

Chapter: 795

Bradley sized him up, detecting a touch of animosity in Lance’s demeanor. Squinting slightly, heprobed, “Boyfriend?”

He recalled hearing that Bettie was single.

Bettie instinctively hid behind Bradley, gripping his sweater tightly.novelbin

Peeking out, she blurted, “He’s no boyfriend of mine! He’s a bad person who wants to grab me and sellme off, like to the ravines or something!”

Lance addressed Bettie. “Bettie, enough. I get you’re upset with me but you can’t just throw aroundaccusations like that…”

Bradley stared at Lance with suspicion, retorting, “You’ve said enough.

I’m not handing her over. Get out quickly, or I’ll get security involved.”

Given his polished look, Bradley doubted Lance was involved in any illicit activity. More likely, he was adisgruntled suitor resorting to dubious methods in his chase after Bettie.

A hint of fierceness gleamed in his eyes behind the glasses. Lance looked intently into Bradley’s eyesand asked with intensity, “Who are you? Who gave you the right to choose if she should stay or go?Just so you know, I won’t leave her in the company of an unfamiliar face Like yours.”

Could this guy be trying to take advantage of Bettie?

Tugging at Bradley’s shirt, Bettie clarified, “Bradley isn’t a stranger to me. He’s my friend!”

Bradley shot Lance a smug look, remarking, “Did you hear that?”

Lance retorted, sizing up Bradley. “She’s clearly drunk. She couldn’t even find our room, Let aloneidentify her friends.”

The two exchanged tense glares, the air thick with tension.

Neither seemed ready to back down.

At that moment, guests were still in the private room. Bradley didn’t want to be away for too long, so heturned to Bettie and inquired, “Who did you come with?”

“Sabrina. And where’s she? Why didn’t she stay with me?” Bettie questioned, her innocent eyes widewith curiosity.

“I know where to find Sabrina. Want me to lead the way?” Lance looked at Bettie.

Suspicious, Bradley quickly countered, “Which room’s she in? I’LL escort her there myself

He feared this stranger might attempt to whisk a drunken Bettie away.

With a nonchalant glance, Lance said, “Room 0307.”

Turning his head, Bradley gazed at Bettie behind him. “How about I guide you to Sabrina?”

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