At this moment, the bartender walked in carrying a case of beer, smiling as he said, "Brother Morales, here's the beer you wanted."
Wells Morales glanced over coldly and said, "Put it there and scram!"
"Yes!" the bartender agreed.
Wells Morales turned his gaze back to Ariel Morris, his eyes sharp and analytical, "Who's your husband? Someone who can casually promise ten million must have a name in City C, right?"
Wells just wanted to know if this person was someone he could afford to offend! He didn't want to sleep with a woman and cause a mess!
Ariel Morris thought quickly, observing that the man in front of her, Wells Morales, was probably not a good person and likely a bigwig from some gang territory. Given that the Seys Family were political bigwigs and Uncle Seys, Evan Seys, was a high-ranking military official, she wasn't sure if there had been any past conflicts between him and Wells Morales.
