Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk (Williams and Shawn) novel Chapter 240

The manager dabbed the sweat from his brow, trying to sound reassuring. "These guys are just professional escorts, here to serve drinks, nothing more."

Brian wasn't backing down. "Oh, really? Then why did my sister lean on him, and he didn't even budge? He seemed pretty happy about it."

"No, no," the manager quickly interjected, "our staff was just being considerate when he saw she was about to topple over. Brian, it's a misunderstanding."

Sabrina sided with the manager to somooth things over. "I just had a bit too much and nearly fell. This guy was just helping out. Brian, quit making a scene!"

Brian was incredulous, his voice laced with frustration. "I'm making a scene?"

Sabrina massaged her temples. "Fine, I'll head home with you. But stop acting like a spoiled brat causing drama everywhere."

Brian's face was flushed with anger. "Alright, alright, I'm the one making a fuss. I'm the spoiled brat causing trouble. Sabrina, good for you!"

With that, Brian let go of Sabrina's hand and stormed off, seething.

Sabrina turned to the manager with an apologetic smile. "Sorry about that, my brother can be a bit much sometimes. I'll settle the bill."

A waiter, dressed smartly in a shirt and vest, approached with a card reader. "Your total tonight is $6,500."

Sabrina handed over $7,000. "Consider the extra $500 a tip for the young man."

The manager beamed graciously. "You're too generous."

In reality, Sabrina could handle her liquor; she hadn’t been drunk at all. She was just pretending to flirt with the young escort.

Who would have thought Brian would show up out of nowhere, not only crashing her fun but also making her the center of attention? She wished she could just vanish.

She glanced back at Allison, whose cheeks were flushed and eyes glazed, still clutching a bottle and taking sips.

"Alright, I'm gonna go home. Olivia, take care of Allie for me."

Allison, lost in her drunken haze, thought she saw a familiar figure. "Joshua?" Allison mumbled.

Olivia held Allison, soothing her like a child. "Allie, sweetie, let's get you home."

"Olivia, I saw him. I saw Joshua," Allison slurred, stumbling forward.

Olivia gently pulled her back. "Allie, you're seeing things. You're drunk."

"No, I really saw him. He's here."

Allison's eyes welled with tears, her face filled with sorrow. "Joshua, are you here? Come out!"