As he spoke, Fandor ordered the waiter to bring another pitcher of wine. Jared gave him a faint smile and settled the bill.
He then took out a wad of money, put it on the bar counter, and said to the waiter, “I'll leave the money here. From now on, this gentleman doesn't have to pay when he comes to drink.”
“Okay...” Upon noticing the wad of cash, the waiter immediately kept it away.
Fandor laughed heartily. “What a steady young lad. You're so much better than that stingy old man. Come, let's go over to my house now...”
Fandor continued laughing and wrapped his hand around Jared's shoulder.
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