Red Dead Redemption Dawn

"No!"

"Why!" Hathaway asked, looking at John who was lying on the old man's chair.

"I don't have time to play house games with you, I'm very busy." John refused politely, without any intention of giving Hathaway face.

"You're so busy, you're looking for a beautiful lady, pervert! You bastard!" Hathaway scolded immediately.

"Why didn't I find you so aggressive in the manor before?" John said casually lying on the rocking chair.

"Bah, you are also responsible for Penelope being grounded, you should help her get out of this situation!" Hathaway said looking at John who was indifferent.

"I have a fart responsibility. It has half a dime relationship with me? If you are really so free, you might as well spend more time with her, talk to her, and enlighten this innocent girl. Don't think about so many bad plans, but I'm going to accompany you to carry out such a stupid action, isn't it a joke." John said with his hands spread out, really stupid.

On the formal occasion that night, he didn't talk to Penelope, nor did he dance. The two parties didn't seem to have any communication at all. The next day, he invited her to the city of Saint-Denis? When who is a fool?

And he really didn't want to talk about it. It's fine for such a naive girl to be smart, but if she's not smart, she's just like the Reincarnated Virgin Mary.

He doesn't have time to play elopement games for such a naive and romantic girl. It would cost him a lot just to deal with the aftermath after being invited by him.

John's words made Hathaway's face flushed with anger. He thought it was a perfect plan but was ridiculed by John face to face, and it was an intuitive evaluation without any emotions, which made Hathaway feel even more frustrated.

But she didn't have any good words to refute, now she can only grit her teeth and look at the laid-back man with his hands behind his head, lying on the rocking chair with closed eyes and resting his mind.

"It wasn't your persuasion that made Penelope shake, or she would have escaped under my plan." Hathaway found an excuse to get him involved.

"What persuasion? I just told her to face the truth" John replied leisurely

John's leisurely tone made Hathaway even angrier, and she ordered again word by word, "You must go tomorrow!"

"Don't go! Go only if you're a fool!" John didn't hesitate at all, and didn't hear that Hathaway was on the verge of going berserk.

"Go to hell! You bastard!

"Following Hathaway's scolding, she kicked John's old man's chair over.

John reacted quickly by supporting the ground with one hand and then turned around to avoid the embarrassment of turning over and lying on the ground.

Hathaway, who kicked over the chair, left him with a slightly chic back.

"Oh, the strength of these slender arms and legs is big enough." Indeed, he is big enough. Because the density of his muscle fibers is higher than that of ordinary people, he weighs only two hundred catties, and ordinary women can't kick him.

A terrifying force that can indeed be erupted by a person under extreme anger.

When Hathaway ran out, the two immediately followed behind her, and the remaining three were distributed in the direction she was going.

Their guards are very professional, but in order to avoid being noticed, they are still relatively far away.

John stood up and clapped his hands, then lifted the old man's chair, and continued to lie on it to rest.

Hathaway, whose self-esteem was severely hit, ran out of the ranch in embarrassment, but she didn't know where to go next.

Ashamed and angry, she had to look around in a daze in the town. She didn't want to go back to the manor, because she made a big promise to Penelope before leaving, and then she saw the most luxurious tavern in the town, the Palace of Pleasure.

So she wanted to go in and have a drink or two. When she was walking towards the tavern, the guards who noticed her intention had already walked in one after the other.

She looks quite good-looking in this age, and she is very good-looking. When everyone else has obvious shortcomings, she appears in the tavern as if she has a beautiful face. Once she enters, she attracts most of them. Men's attention.

But with her carefree personality, she didn't pay attention.

She had never been in a tavern, or in other words, she had never been in a tavern with so many idle people waiting. Usually before she went in, his father would book the place directly, or hold a banquet at home.

Everyone present could tell that she was a lady from a rich family in the city, but they didn't know which family it was, but it was definitely not from the two major families. Maybe a vacation in the country?

The beauty made many men who had had a few drinks approach her tentatively, while the guards who had already entered the tavern stopped in front of the men with these intentions in a tacit understanding.

Moreover, Hathaway took out a revolver when Hathaway couldn't see it, and showed it intentionally to everyone present.

The muzzle of the black hole is five, which instantly wakes up those men whose minds are full of obscene thoughts.

The five bodyguards who accompanied them were not something they could provoke, and seeing the equipment and professional cooperation of these five people, no matter how confident they were in themselves, they had to weigh whether they could withstand the follow-up counterattacks of these people.

So under the protection of the five people, Hathaway voluntarily gave way to a path wherever she walked.

"Boss, here's a bottle of authentic dry white from Chateau Haut-Brion," Hathaway said to the bartender after pulling up a chair and sitting down.

The bartender also saw that the beautiful girl in front of him was noble, but he had never heard of the wine she was talking about, so he could only tentatively ask

"Is it red wine?"

Hathaway glanced at the bartender and then looked at the wine rack behind the bartender. The brands on it were basically unknown, and the ones she knew were not good, and the quality of the wine was too poor.

So she took a few glances and said to the bartender, "Go to the best seller here."

"According to orders," the bartender said while bending down to take out a wiped wine glass under the counter, but after thinking about it~www.NovelMTL.com~ he opened a box from the bottom, which contained some unused wine glasses. He picked up a wine glass, washed it with spirits, took out a brand new towel to wipe it, and handed it to Hathaway after making sure that there was no other smell of wine in it.

Immediately afterwards, he opened a new bottle of bootleg wine and filled it up for her.

"I think you should like drinking this."

"Thank you," Hathaway said politely.

Then he picked up his glass and took a sip.

A bit sweet and sour, but with a strong bouquet, it feels a bit strong, but smooth.

She drank it and said to the bartender "it's ok"

After speaking, he raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have another drink." Hathaway continued to the bartender after finishing speaking.

"Okay, distinguished guest." The bartender continued to pour the wine.

Because she was depressed, Hathaway didn't have much restraint. She raised her head to drink when the bartender was full, and knocked the dried fruit on the table from time to time.

While drinking and cursing, I don't know who it is.

Two of the five guards sat very close to her, preventing some idlers from approaching her, while the remaining three sat at the nearest tables on the left and right sides and ordered a glass of low-alcohol bootleg wine.

Seeing how they sip lightly from time to time, this glass of wine will probably last them all night.

As time went by, Hathaway's face flushed from drinking, the voice of cursing in her mouth became louder, and her movements also became louder.

Several guards saw that the situation was not good, so the team leader signaled one of them to go back and tell John, hoping that he could come before she got drunk and made trouble.

Then the team leader signaled the bartender to pour less.

The bartender nodded knowingly, and the team leader handed him a few dollars calmly.

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