"Get out." Without waiting for Evelyn Sherman to think of what to say, Chester Yale had already spoken coldly.
His cold gaze looked at the waiter who was standing beside him the whole time.
The deep dark eyes fell on her, clearly realizing the person in front was Evelyn Sherman, and the demonic pupil suddenly tightened!
Having been discovered, Evelyn couldn't think much anymore and directly confronted Chester Yale, "Can you give me some time? I really have something to tell you."
"..." Chester Yale's eyes flickered slightly, emptying the glass of red wine in one gulp.
The empty wine glass was moved to Evelyn Sherman's side.
He wanted her to pour the wine...
Evelyn Sherman understood his meaning and immediately picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured a glass for him.
Watching Chester Yale holding up the red wine glass, but not to drink himself, but handed it to her face.