Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 893

Chapter 893

And men may naturally have a protective instinct towards this type of

woman.

No wonder so many men were protecting her.

I looked at Reynaldo again, but suddenly our eyes met.

He slowly smoked, his eyes staring at me faintly.

I quickly squeezed out a smile and said, “Ms. Palmer wanted to have a drink with you, didn’t she? Mr. Humphrey, why are you looking at me like that?”

“Do you want me to drink with her?” he suddenly asked.

This question really made Kimberly feel wronged.

The woman’s eyes were filled with tears in an instant, her face full of grievance and pity.

She said, “Reynaldo, I just wanted to have a few drinks with you, why do you need to ask her opinion?”

Reynaldo glanced at her, then his dark eyes turned to me.

I looked at Kimberly with a look of grievance on her face, her eyes flashing, and deliberately leaned close to Reynaldo’s ear and whispered, “Mr. Humphrey, if you only drink with me, someone is bound to feel unfair.”

“You’d better have a few drinks with her, or I’m afraid she’ll be too sad later, her old illness will recur, and then it will be bad for me.”

Reynaldo glanced at me with a slight frown.

But he didn’t say anything, just picked up the wine on the table and said lightly to Kimberly, “Then drink it.”

With that, he finished the drink in one gulp.

Kimberly saw the situation and was on the verge of tears.

The two sentences I whispered in Reynaldo’s ear just now were enough to make her start overthinking and feel jealous.

She came to drink with Reynaldo, originally to show her presence, even wanting to show off in front of me.–Reynaldo still cared about her and defended her.

But I didn’t expect that Reynaldo was willing to drink with her, and I had to persuade him.

She must be insanely jealous now.

I was so happy, not only did I get Reynaldo to drink, but I also really pissed off Kimberly.

Seeing her clutching her chest, pretending to be sick.

I quickly smiled at her and said, “Ms. Palmer, you are sick, so you shouldn’t drink that glass of wine.”

Originally, tonight was supposed to be Mr. Humphrey’s gathering. It wouldn’t be good if you fell ill at this time.

We knew you were sick, but we didn’t think much of it. However, there were many other people present, and they would definitely think that you deliberately embarrassed Mr. Humphrey.”

Kimberly paused, clutching her chest, and glared at me fiercely.

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I smiled kindly at her and said. “Ms. Palmer, why are you looking at me like that? I’m saying all this for your own good.”

After all, you couldn’t drink because of that illness. If you really drank and got sick, Quentin would probably blame me and Mr. Humphrey, right, Mr. Humphrey?

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