"Um, I'm feeling a bit unwell. I'd like to go downstairs and rest for a while," Frank weakly extended his hand, gesturing to the host.
"Alright, Mr. Getty, you can go downstairs with our staff and take a break," the host replied.
Watching Frank hurriedly flee, Diana narrowed her eyes and couldn't help but reveal a sly smile.
Tsk, she thought this greenhorn would confront her on the spot, and she would retaliate, making him kneel before her.
She had already planned out her counterattack.
But he got scared and ran away?
Frank, with a complicated expression, made his way downstairs. Once he reached the backstage area, he casually picked up a bottle of mineral water from the table and chugged half of it, making a "glug glug glug" sound.
Alright, he calmed down a bit.
After regaining hi
