Chapter 186

Leonard Wilson was visibly drunk, swaying slightly, his squinty eyes raking over Samantha Quin without an ounce of decency—even with Vincent Lee standing right there. The sleazy look on his face was enough to make anyone sick, like he was ready to eat her alive right then and there. Samantha didn’t want to escalate things, especially since Vincent was still hurt. She gave Leonard a cold glance and said, "Mr. Wilson, this is your last chance. Please leave." "Leave? With a beauty like you standing here? I'd rather die under your skirt, babe!" His eyes were glued to her like glue. He’d been eyeing her all day, and now, with the alcohol fanning his boldness, he decided to make a move. He staggered forward, grinning, "I don't care what kind of woman she is. But let's be real—every woman has her price. A million? Five? Ten? For someone as stunning as Miss Jordan, I’d pay whatever it takes." Splash— A glass of red wine hit Leonard smack in the face. Samantha never played nice with creeps like