Chapter 156: Scarlett Yates, Have You Gone Crazy Enough!
Like most drunk people, she was completely disoriented, yet she kept insisting she was sober.
"Miss, you really shouldn’t drink anymore." The bartender looked at Matthew Saxon awkwardly and smiled wryly, "Sir, you better take her to sober up."
"Who wants to go with him!" The bartender’s words completely infuriated Scarlett Yates.
She suddenly propped both hands on the bar, stood up, leaned forward, and glared at the bartender fiercely, angrily saying, "What’s wrong with you? I told you to bring me a drink, why aren’t you doing it? Are you even selling drinks? Do you think I can’t pay?"
"I’m telling you, I have money. It’s just a bottle of whiskey, I can afford it!" As she spoke, she struggled to pull out money "robbed" from Pighead Man from her bag, took out a stack without even counting it, and shoved it into the bartender’s hand.
The alcohol was hitting her head, making her even dizzier. She let out two loud belches, patted the bartender’s chest twice with her small hand, full of bravado, and said, "The money, I’ve given it to you! Now hurry and get me a drink!"
Where her hand had landed, it felt firm and full. Emboldened by the alcohol, she couldn’t resist feeling up his chest a few more times.
The bartender was stunned, completely taken aback.
Someone behind them, however, was growing more and more sullen, the chill in his eyes intensifying.
Scarlett Yates was completely oblivious. After taking advantage, she smacked her lips twice and admiringly exclaimed, "Not bad, not bad, muscles are firm and elastic. Young man, you have a great physique."
The bartender, a university student who had just graduated, blushed deeply from her teasing. Embarrassed, he looked up to meet a pair of fiercely murderous eyes, and was so frightened he quickly put the money back on the bar and turned to serve other customers.