Hunter Warren took the glass and drained it in one go: "I knew you two would do this."
"And you have the nerve to say that, weren't you the one who asked us to come out? Yet you're the one who's late."
Owen Lennon finished speaking and spread his hands: "We are also very busy, you know?"
Hunter Warren walked over, sat down beside him, and poured himself another glass of wine: "Alright, then I'll penalize myself with another drink.
I know you're a busy man, but you had to come out today because I have something to ask of you."
Having heard him, Owen Lennon smirked mischievously and turned to look at Roman Hughes: "See, I won. Pay up."
Roman Hughes, with a displeased twist of the mouth, looked at Hunter Warren: "Out of all the days you could have something to do, why did you have to pick today?"
Hunter Warren curved his lips into a smile: "How much did you bet?"
"Not much, just a hundred thousand."
Hunter Warren nodded: "Perfect, give it to him. Consider it my lawyer's fee."