Meanwhile, Dexter went to the bar, drowning all his anger with alcohol. A bar lady came to him.

"Hi Mr. Dexter, it has been a while since you came here." The woman immediately familiarly sat beside Dexter.

Dexter narrowed his eyes arrogantly at the woman, then switched to the glass filled with white wine in his hand. Slowly Dexter swung the contents of the glass, creating a small wave. "Can you find a woman to accompany me tonight?" Dexter asked coldly, without taking his eyes off the glass of the toying wine.

"What? What's wrong with you? You don't usually look for women. Never mind being approached by them, seeing them even within your eyes makes this little bar of mine not operating smoothly," Grizelle joked, the only one who could even become friends even Dexter's best friend in J country.

"I'm serious. I need one of your ladies to accompany me drinking."

Grizelle looked seriously at Dexter, and her gaze caught her friend being serious.

Even though she already knew that Dexter was very serious, Grizelle still asked, for some reason, she didn't know herself. Even though it was clear that she had found the answer in Dexter's eyes.

"Are you serious? I mean ... Why do you suddenly want a woman? Aren't you very allergic to them?"

"Why? Am I inappropriate to be with a woman?" Dexter's eagle gaze sharpened even further.

Dexter's answer just now gave Grizelle a clue. "This man is heartbroken," she thought.

It's not that Grizelle didn't know about Kaili, this woman who has been loved by her male friend for 5 years and suddenly hated him.

"Did she reject you again?" Grizelle ventured into question.

Since earlier, Dexter was still swinging his glass, as if the white water in the slender glass flute was the most attractive appearance for him, now.

"Her? Who do you mean?" Dexter asked. It's not that he didn't understand who Grizelle meant.

"Don't lie to me, you know what I mean!"

Nonchalantly, Dexter replied. "She hasn't been around for a long time, why think about her? It's a waste of my time!"

Firmly, Grizelle immediately opposed Dexter's answer. "Everyone you can lie to, including that woman, but I can't be!"

"Grizelle ... Don't cross your limits, you are not allowed to doubt my answer! I need women right now, you prepare them right now."

No one knows how stubborn a Dexter was, when he had said something it must be obeyed immediately, Grizelle knew that very well. "Hemp ... Okay! You ... wait here, I'll bring in a female worker who is still fresh to you!"

"That's better," Dexter replied without taking his eyes off the slender glass in his hand.

Grizelle grumbled inwardly as she walked away.

Not waiting long, a woman who looked very sexy and still looked young, complete with a bucket of drinks in her hand, came to Dexter.

"Hi Mr. Dexter ..." the woman said.

With his eagle eyes, Dexter stared indifferently. His heart was burning to see that woman who was getting closer to him. His eyes darkened even more.

Seeing this, the woman almost froze and stopped her steps. Who didn't know Dexter Chiro in this place, his cold and unapproachable figure made anyone afraid of him?

Earlier when Grizelle asked one of the female servants to deliver drinks and accompany Dexter in his private VVIP room, all the women were afraid and no one dared, only this woman agreed after an imposition which Grizelle's not easy to do.

"Why are you standing there? Where's my drink?" Dexter asked coldly.

"Uh, all right, Mr. Dexter." The woman walked faster, afraid to offend Dexter, although with a trembling feeling.

Her trembling hands could not be deceived when about to pour a drink from the bottle into Dexter's empty glass, the woman's eyes glanced at Dexter secretly. At first, just wanted to wait for the reaction Dexter would give, when she was about to touch Dexter's glass, because, whoever knows, no one can touch Dexter's things, even if it's only the glass. However, she was immersed in Dexter's unavoidable charm instead, so she continued to stare at Dexter presumptuously.

Dexter realized this. "Do your eyes still want to be used?" he said coldly without expression.

Suddenly the woman was surprised to avoid. Fortunately, the bottle of the drink she was holding did not spill, and Dexter's glass was filled on time.

"S-sorry, Mr. Dexter!" She said slightly while lowering her head.

Dexter became even angrier. His eyes glanced at the slender glass that was already filled with wine with disgust. In the next second...

'Prannnkkkk !!!'

The glass was hurled violently against the wall and landed on the floor, making the woman earlier jumped up in surprise. Her fear was getting higher and higher now.

This is not the end of my life, is it, the woman thought. She was scared so much that her bones ached.

Without a word, Dexter left the room to find Grizelle who was waiting outside the door. Dexter knew this woman was ensuring the safety of her workers. Was Dexter a killer? Just made Dexter's emotions come alive.

"Eh ... Eh, Dexter ... You ... are you out?" Grizelle had a hard time getting the words out.

"I want a new room, one that no one has ever been in!" Without looking at Grizelle, Dexter stepped away.

Before he left, Dexter had a message, "One more thing, my glass has become small pieces that are not shaped, buy a new glass!"

Then Dexter disappeared completely.

Grizelle, who had been in shock earlier, slowly pulled back her lost soul.

"Y-yes ..." she replied briefly and slowly. Dexter of course couldn't hear that anymore.

Then Grizelle's gaze shifted toward her worker. She could see the woman was still trapped in a trembling feeling that was hard to overcome.