Chapter 129 Stage Sixof the Bet, Party 2 

"Dewitt..." The woman's brows swirled as if she was trying to hide something. She called out gently.

Dewitt still nodded with a cold face. He directly brought two glasses of wine from the bartender. One was held in his hand, and the other was stuffed into Shirley's hand.

Shirley was stunned.

And she clearly saw a trace of astonishment and sadness in the beauty's eyes...

"Dewitt, what's wrong with you?" Jaco stared at the wine glass in Shirley's hand, and his eyes were about to burst out fire. "Are you so presumptuous in front of Shiloh?"

"Shiloh Sue?"

Shirley was petrified.

She looked at the beautiful woman in front of her, who had a graceful figure and wore a light pink gauze dress with a low collar.

It turned out—

Was she the legendary white moonlight of the Dewitt?

Shirley's forehead was wet with sweat.