Julia's lips curled slightly upon hearing those words.
First love...
He actually remembered that he once had a first love!
She had thought Harry had long forgotten about her completely!
"Hey! Our brother Harry is offering you a drink, that's a big deal! Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit! Do you know that our brother Harry is friends with your boss? Do you still want to keep your job?!"
Shawn scolded from the side.
Julia originally wanted to walk away, but this job wasn't hers to abandon.
Linda had trusted her and knew she needed the money, which was why she let Julia cover for her. If she offended Harry today, Linda would probably get fired.
She looked down at the badge on her chest, then walked over and sat next to Harry.
Harry picked up a glass of wine and handed it to Julia. She took the glass, tilted her head back, and downed it in one gulp!
Shawn stared in astonishment; it was the first time he had seen a girl drink like that!
Harry was also taken aback. This bold drinking style was just like Julia's.
Julia turned the empty glass upside down and shook it. "Sir, I've finished the drink. Can I leave now?"
Shawn burst into laughter. "Hey, girl, if you can drink like that, why not have a few more with brother Harry?"
"Sir, you said I could have a drink and then leave. I've finished my drink. Can I go now?" Julia's voice was steady, but her eyes were cold.
Harry's lips curled into a mischievous smile. "Aren't you curious about my first love?"
Julia let out a sarcastic laugh. "Not at all."
"Don't you want to know what kind of girl captured my heart and kept me with her for five whole years?"
Five years... So he still remembered they had been together for five years.
"No," Julia refused Harry once again.
Shawn felt embarrassed for Harry. "How can you talk to Brother Harry like that? Brother Harry is talking to you because he respects you!"
"I have work to do. Are you going to break your promise, sir?" Julia's voice remained icy.
"You—" Shawn had never seen a girl so disrespectful. He felt an urge to slap her to teach her a lesson!
Harry raised his hand, and Shawn immediately stepped back.
"Let her go," Harry said, swirling his wine glass gently.
Julia shot him a glance and stood up abruptly, but suddenly, she felt dizzy. She instinctively grabbed the sofa for support and shook her head, thinking she might have stood up too quickly.
Shawn looked at Harry, but said nothing.
Julia Avery waited for her dizziness to subside before she took a step toward the door. However, something felt increasingly off.
Her body swayed, and the room seemed to spin around her.
What was happening?
She staggered to the door, and the objects in front of her began to blur and double. She turned her head to look at Harry.
Harry was leisurely sipping his drink, while Shawn beside him was smirking.
They both appeared to have multiple figures.
Just as Julia was about to step out the door, her vision went black, and she collapsed.
Harry let out a cold laugh, "I've never met a girl I couldn't handle."
"Then Miss Avery..." Shawn began, but Harry shot him a sharp look, and he immediately shut his mouth.
Julia was a taboo subject in front of Harry.
Perhaps Julia was the only girl Harry couldn't handle?
"This girl has some spunk, brother Harry. Watch how I deal with her!" Shawn rubbed his hands together and walked over to the door, picking Julia up and placing her on the couch.
"This one's not for you. She's a gift for President Butler. With her stubborn nature, she's definitely a virgin. She'll be perfect for President Butler."
Shawn frowned, "Brother Harry, how do you know she's a virgin?"
"If she wasn't a virgin, she wouldn't dare speak to me like that," Harry replied with a smirk.
"Well, other girls would have jumped at the chance! Serving Brother Harry is a blessing for them!"
Harry glanced at the maid lying on the sofa. Her stubborn demeanor bore a striking resemblance to Julia.
"Take her to the Royal Hotel next door, book a presidential suite, and send her there. Then, invite Mr. Lionel over."
"Got it," Shawn nodded. "Should we change her clothes or anything?"
Harry shook his head. "Just take her as she is, don't even remove the mask."
Lionel was in the lobby, usually on the lookout for a girl for himself and another for Royce. His standards were high, and he hadn't found anyone suitable yet when Shawn came to fetch him.
With no other choice, Lionel went to the private room where Harry Edwards was waiting.
"Hey, Mr. Edwards, long time no see," Lionel greeted with a smile as he walked in and sat on the sofa.
Harry gave him a sidelong glance. "Mr. Lionel, ever since you got close to President Butler, we haven't seen much of each other. So, yes, it's been a while."
Lionel laughed awkwardly. "Oh, come on, you still holding a grudge?"
"Brother Lionel, I know you're busy, drinking, chatting, and flirting with President Butler, so I'll get straight to the point."
Harry placed a room key on the table and slid it over to Lionel.
Lionel glanced at the key. It was for Room 808 at the Royal Hotel, the best presidential suite they had.
"Harry, this is... President Butler, you know, I really..." Lionel looked troubled.
Harry immediately interrupted Lionel, "Brother Lionel, I've told you many times that I genuinely want to be friends with President Butler. Can't you help me out with this small favor? If not, maybe I should talk to Uncle Quan..."
"Enough!" Lionel raised his hand, picked up the room key card from the table, and stood up. "Just this once. If it works, it works. If not, don't blame me."
"Of course."
Lionel shot Harry a sideways glance before leaving the room.
Holding the room key card felt like holding a hot coal, making him extremely uneasy.
The Gonzalez and Edwards families were old friends, and the two men had grown up together. However, Lionel had always disliked the rigid rules of high society and kept his distance from everyone.
When he returned to the private room, Royce looked up. "Where did you go for so long?"
Lionel sat down next to him and let out a deep sigh, tossing the room key card onto the table.
Royce glanced at the card. "What's this?"
"Harry Edwards gave it to me. He probably arranged for a stunning beauty in that room for you. Want to check it out?"
Royce frowned. "Give it back to him."
"If I could give it back, do you think I'd bring it to you? He even used my old man to pressure me. What else could I do? Just do me this favor. Besides, you won't lose out. If Harry arranged it, you can bet she's top-notch!"