Ex Husband Goes Money Comes

Ex Husband Goes Money Comes Chapter 440



Ex Husband Goes Money Comes Chapter 440

Chapter 440 Bentley Fights Herbert

Herbert’s face froze. He clutched his legs nervously and explained.

“How would I do that? You and I are engaged. It’s not unnecessary. Besides, this red wine was prepare d by the restaurant.”

Breenda narrowed her eyes and said, “It would be best if that was the case.”

She gave the red wine a shake and put it to her lips.

Just as Breenda was about to drink, the door to the private room was opened. A pair of warm and bid h ands brushed past her fingertips and took away the glass in her hand.

She looked up in confusion.

It was Bentley. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Why are you here?”

Bentley didn’t say anything. He put the wine glass to his nose and sniffed it. Then he glanced at the

man beside him.

Herbert swallowed his saliva and braced himself to speak, “Who are you? This room has already been booked by me. You can’t break in. Please leave!”

Herbert was about to get up and snatch the glass of red wine from Bentley.

Bentley took a step back. Without saying a word, he poured the wire on Herbert’s face coldly.

Herbert stopped in his tracks. His entire face was stained with wine, and he subconsciously pursed

his lips.

When he realized what he had done, Herbert immediately spat and wiped his lips.

Breenda propped up her chin with one hand and burst out laughing, watching the show

indifferently.

Bentley had always had a cold temper and rarely got angry. But today, he was really angry.

He slammed the wine glass in his hand against the wall, making a crisp sound.

“How could you put drugs in the wine of your fiancée? What a bastard!”

Herbert was stunned by Bentley’s aura, and he was in a daze for a few seconds before he reacted.

Because he was shorter than Bentley, Herbert could only raise his chin and stare at Bentley. He took off his glasses and roared.

“I put drugs in it? Prove it! If you can’t, I will sue you for slandering me! Also, this is my territory. I

not only want you to apologize immediately but also let the bodyguards throw

you

Herbert put on his glasses and took out his phone to call the manager.

out!”

“Hey, this Herbert Hess! Someone is causing trouble in my private room. Bring the security guards here immediately, or I’ll hold you accountable!”

Herbert hung up the phone angrily and glared at Bentley.

“Kid, don’t think that you are amazing just because you are handsome. Since you know Breenda, I will let this go as lon g as you apologize to me, and I won’t need you to compensate for the mess.”

Breenda, who was sitting quietly, covered her mouth and held back her laughter. She couldn’t hold

it anymore.

She had known Bentley for more than a year and had never seen anyone who could make him

apologize.

She leisurely picked up the fork and knife on the table, picked up some dishes, and ate in a good

mood.

Breenda seemed to be watching a good show that had nothing to do with her.

Bentley glanced at her, who was eating, and then glared at Herbert cold. “You don’t know me, but you s till dare to be arrogant. If the manager comes in, you will be the one to scram.”

Herbert was stunned.

Bentley’s aura was too strong, and he had cold eyes. Besides, his manners were very noble.

Herbert wondered if Bentley was that big shot.

“Breenda, who is he?” Herbert asked, looking down at Breenda, who was eating in a good mood.

Breenda thought for a moment and replied casually, “A doctor.”

“Is he really a doctor?”

“Yes.”

Herbert frowned and asked, “Then what is your relationship with him? Are you familiar with him?”

Breenda’s hand, which was holding the knife, paused.

Bentley did not say a word and was waiting for her answer.

In the eyes of the two men, Breenda said in a cold voice, “We are not in a special relationship. I’ve see n him a few times, and I don’t know him well.”

Bentley’s heart sank, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Herbert, on the other hand, knew what to do. When he looked at Bentley, Herbert became arrogant

again.

“So you deliberately went against me, right? I originally wanted to let you go for the sake of Breenda, b ut I don’t think I should do so because you are courting death! A person like you should be sent to the p olice station and be kept in custody for a few days!”

As soon as Herbert threatened Herbert, the door of the private room was open.

The manager quickly entered the private room with four security guards.

Herbert immediately pointed at Bentley and said, “It’s him. He broke into the private room for no reason , smashed our wine glass, and even framed me for putting drugs into the wine. Call the police immediately and throw him out!”

But the manager ignored Herbert and walked directly to Bentley, bending down to him flatteringly.

“Mr. McGraw, what is going on?”

“Mr. McGraw? Who is he?” Herbert’s arrogance faded.

“How many Mr. McGraw can there be? He is Mr. Bentley McGraw from Salt Lake City!”

The manager glared at Herbert and said in an unfriendly tone, “I’m afraid you don’t know that the

biggest shareholder of Rosdwell Restaurant is Mr. Bobby McGraw. You are eating in the McGraw family ’s territory and want to drive their descendants away. How dare you!”

Herbert looked at Bentley’s face and then at Breenda and was so stunned that he couldn’t speak.

The room suddenly fell silent. After a while, Bentley said in a deep voice, “Throw him out. He put drugs in the wine. Take him to the police station and hand him to the police officers. In the future, you shouldn ’t allow him to enter the restaurant.”

“Yes, Mr. McGraw! We will definitely listen to your orders!”

Herbert realized that he had offended a big shot!

“Mr. McGraw, please let me go. I was wrong. I’m sorry that I didn’t recognize you! I didn’t put drugs in the

Herbert wailed and begged for mercy, wanting to approach Bentley.

Bentley frowned in disgust and kicked him away. “Take him away right now!”

“Yes!”

In the private room, the bodyguards quickly covered Herbert’s mouth. Herbert’s sound of begging and crying was gone, and the four people dragged him out.

When the noise was completely gone, the manager went to Bentley.

“I’m sorry, Mr. McGraw. I didn’t expect Mr. Hess to be so mean. We will definitely observe the behavior of the customers before we let them in.”

Bentley nodded coldly and did not speak.

The manager continued to say, “The dishes have been eaten by Herbert, and the private room is dirty. H

Bentley was about to say something when Breenda said, “No. Thanks. I’m almost finished with my

dinner.”

“Then I won’t disturb you. Call me if you need anything.”

The manager smiled obsequiously and immediately left the private room, and he even closed the

door for Breenda and Bentley.

As he left, the last noise was one, and the private room instantly quieted down.

Bentley walked to the left side of Breenda and sat where Herbert had not sat before.

He looked at Breenda’s profile as she ate dishes and asked in a low voice, “Are you satisfied with

such a fiancé?”

“Do you think I’m satisfied?” She asked.

Bentley sat upright with his eyes fixed on her face.

“You are not satisfied. You don’t like him. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have kept quiet and waited for him to

Breenda smiled but did not answer. Her eyes were filled with bitterness as he asked. “I have to marry a choice.”

She picked up the empty glass next to her and poured herself a glass of red wine.

“Everyone in Washington knows that I left Washington because I once chased after a man like mad. Wh

Feeling depressed, Breenda picked up the glass of wine and prepared to drink it all.

Bentley snatched the wine glass away again.


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