Chapter 267

Chapter 267 Lainey Stands Up for Her Get “Look, she dares to sit here. She has been with the AIDS girl for so long. Was she infected?”

“Anyway, she doesn’t look like a good person. She has harmed so many people.”

Ainsley, who was sipping the wine, tried to ignore those voices.

But the more she didn’t want to listen, the more those words came into her ears.

She thought about it and found what they said was right. In any case, Nancy died because of her.

Ainsley’s eyes were dim. The one who committed a crime on the stable and killed Nancy was now standing in the most eye–catching place with Manuel and holding his arm in front of everyone and the camera.

“What nonsense are you talking about? Shut up! Mr. Gage has been interviewed and clarified for Ainsley. You said a lot of crap. Are you questioning Mr. Gage’s decision? Listen, I will turn on the mobile phone camera and take pictures of all of you. Then Manuel could explain to you one by one.”

Lainey suddenly appeared in front of Ainsley. She was going to take the phone to take a picture.

Those women finally left in fear. “That’s so rude of you.”

Lainey was not to be outdone and continued to curse, “I’m rude? You are talking behind people, and that’s rude too! Get out of here!”

Ainsley chuckled with joy in her eyes.

“Why laugh? I’m fighting for you! These boring women always gossip about you. Why don’t you retort? They are slandering you!”

“I’m waiting for you to help me out.”

“Hey, stop. This doesn’t work for me.” Lainey held back her laughter.

“Here you go.” Ainsley quickly took some dessert and gave it to her.

“Well, is this a bribe? But this is the dessert for the banquet. You really know the easiest way to cheer me up.” As Lainey said this, she immediately took it and ate it.

“Why are you here?”

“I was coming for him,” Lainey said a little shyly.

“Lainey, you have to control yourself,” Ainsley said as she looked meaningfully at a hickey on Lainey’s neck.

“What?” Lainey didn’t get it in the beginning, but when she noticed Ainsley’s eyes focusing on her neck, she immediately covered her neck. “What are you looking at? Don’t look!”

Get Bo She flushed and went away, blaming Roman for leaving that hickey in such a conspicuous place.

At the bottom of the hall, Cason was chatting with the others beside the “wine mountain“. He looked at Ainsley in the corner from time to time and noticed that she seemed to be glancing at something.

Suddenly, Ainsley moved. She walked to the winery owner who had been in the crowd. She gathered her courage and wanted to talk to him.

However, before she approached him, she found that Irene had also walked over to greet the winery owner warmly.

Anyone could see what was going on, but no one would say anything.

Except for that winery owner. Ainsley had already tried to communicate with several entrepreneurs, but all failed. The specific reason was that Irene happened to pass by and chat with them every time.

Cason was like a spy in the distance, watching Ainsley being refused constantly. However, those refusals did not seem to undermine her determination.

Irene kept counteracting her efforts, and Ainsley kept looking for her next target. This became a weird circle that Ainsley set up herself.

Until Ainsley noticed that Matteo was also doing this and no one stopped him, Ainsley was sure that Irene was only targeting her.

Ainsley gave up looking for a target and sat quietly on the sofa.

Then Ainsley walked to a table and was about to pick up a glass of wine when she suddenly heard a voice. “Don’t drink this glass of wine. The wine has been contaminated by the wooden cork.”

She leaned in and sniffed. Indeed, it was filled with a strong humid smell.

She looked at the person who had been talking just now. It was an old man wearing shabby pants.

“How did you see it?”

“I smelled it.”

She placed her hand on the glass next to that glass, and she heard the voice again. “Don’t drink this either. The concentration of sulfur dioxide was too high. These treacherous merchants add too many preservatives to the wine. They don’t know what is beneficial to their health.”

“What about this one?” Ainsley pointed at the other glass and asked.

The old man looked at it and even picked his nose. “This smells pretty good. Drink it.”

Ainsley thought that she had finally found the right wine and took a sip.

The old man shared the final judgment. “It smells good, and it has a faint taste of nuts, right?”

“Yes.”

“Very good. This bottle of wine is bad too. It has already oxidized.”

“What?” Ainsley quickly coughed.

“Oxidization. There might be a little bit of bitterness, and it doesn’t taste good.”

Ainsley almost spat out a mouthful of wine. But she managed to hold back.

After swallowing the wine in her mouth, Ainsley said casually, “It’s a little sour. I don’t like the taste. It’s like an orange that is not fully ripe. When it is half yellow and half green, it tastes so sour.”

The man’s eyes suddenly lit up. “It’s actually the same as my feelings.”

Ainsley finally sized up the man, well, the old man, in front of her.

He was plainly dressed, only wearing ordinary casual clothes with a few patches on his trousers.

When she first saw him, she thought he was a beggar who sneaked into the banquet.

But on second thought, a beggar was definitely impossible to enter here. He should be a person who didn’t want to show off.

As the old gentleman spoke to Ainsley, he signed the waiter to come.

The waiter holding the wine came over with a polite smile. He raised it and poured one–third into the glass. Then he smiled and was going to leave.

The old man stopped the waiter. “Have you let the wine breathe?” He clearly saw the waiter directly open a new bottle of wine.

The waiter widened his eyes.

Ainsley understood that this was probably another person who thought that the old man was a beggar and looked down upon him.

“I’m sorry. It’s my fault.”

Ainsley said in a low voice, “Be more careful. Think about it. How can people who attend the cocktail party not know this? If you judge people only by their appearance, it’s not good for Pearl Hotel.”

“I’m sorry.” The waiter bowed ninety degrees, his eyes red and swollen. He almost cried.

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