Ethan replied coldly: “I’m just here for a drink."
Fred sneered: “The Nicholas family’s wine costs tens of thousands of dollars per bottle. You’re not worthy of drinking it. If you’re here to beg for food, I might consider giving you a scrap."
With that, Fred gestured to a waiter to bring over a lunchbox, tossed in some leftover food, spit into it, closed the lid, and threw it at Ethan’s feet.
"Here, this is for you. Now get lost."
A blatant humiliation.
Ethan suppressed his anger and smiled: “Sienna Nicholas, Fred, do you have any idea that Rebecca is on the verge of death? Do you know that Rosie is still in the emergency room?"
Mrs. Nicholas and Fred looked annoyed.
Ethan continued: “Rebecca is dying, and Rosie’s life is still uncertain. Yet here you are, celebrating. Have your co
