?Chapter 630:
“Mr. Vargas, your invitation does not appeal to me.”
In the livestream room, the director observed the flurry ofments.
“Ellie is clearly implying that he does not deserve her attention! She is cool!”
“Look at her go! Ellie’s not letting anyone push her around!”
“Wait, is Ellie dropping hints about her mysterious husband? So who is he? The suspense is killing me!”
Carole shot Ellie a quick nce, her emotions momentarily getting the better of her, darkening her usuallyposed expression.
Kristopher’s fingers brushed against the beads on his wrist, his brow furrowing with a touch of indifference.
The atmosphere crackled with tension.
“I’ll take you up on that, Mr. Vargas.” Baylee approached the table with a smirk, her fingers tracing the rim of a ss of red wine. “But simply sipping wine is dreadfully dull. Let’s spice it up, shall we? If you lose, you’ll have to do something amusing—like bark like a dog for me. How does that sound?”
d in a vibrant red dress, Baylee’s delicate features belied the strength in her stance, creating a striking contrast.
Darrell erupted intoughter, his gaze fixed on her as if she were an overly confident idiot. “Alright!”
Wine tasting was his domain, and he relished the chance to prove his superiority. In his mind, Baylee was walking straight into the lion’s den.
Ellie leaned back in her chair, a knowing smile ying on her lips.
The irony was unmistakable.
In the livestream room, the director buried his face in his hands, grappling with regret.
Had he made a grave mistake by inviting this group?
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Self-centered and indifferent to others’ feelings, these people cared only for their own amusement, oblivious to the chaos they left in their wake.
“She’s like royalty! My word, she’s captivating!”
“I don’t mean to imply anything else, but… Baylee and Ellie really do seem like a couple!”
“Is there some tension between Darrell and Ellie? Why do I get the sense he’s singling her out? And that’s why Baylee is retaliating against him.”
“Darrell’s a wine connoisseur. Baylee stands no chance against him.”
“Barking? That’s just in disrespectful.”
“Barking… Seems a bit low, doesn’t it?” the directormented, his expression filled with despair.
His show was intended to be a serious, career-focused program!
However, his inquiries fell on deaf ears!
Baylee and Darrellmenced their tasting.
The air grew thick with tension; only the distant waves provided any sound.
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