Jacqueline's face felt a little hot. She, who came from a good family, naturally knew that that was red wine. She didn't know how to explain such high-end things to Jacob. She just felt that his performance shouldn't be like that. He... must have done it on purpose.
"Why don't you work for me?" Dennis sneered and continued, "As a man, it's right for you to suffer more. You can work for a few years, earn some money, and do some small business on your own. It will be better than working for others."
"Okay, I'll think about it. I'll consider it." Jacob kept nodding.
"Jacqueline, come on, let's sing a song." Arleth affectionately pulled Jacqueline to keep her away from Jacob.