Chapter 403 Let Me Borrow Some of Your Fortune

The delivery man seemed taken aback by the unexpected attitude of the person who opened the door. His facial expression suddenly stiffened. He forgot what he was going to say next. He held the plastic bags and stared at Wynter, attempting to intimidate her. Wynter glanced at his features—high and sharp cheekbones. Despite his attempt to maintain professionalism and a neutral expression, the malevolent aura was unmistakable. "Yes. I'll be more careful next time," the delivery man said before raising his hand. "Mr. Holloway ordered some tea." "There's no one with that family name here," Wynter said casually. "Why don't you come in and see for yourself?" The delivery man seemed to be waiting for this invitation. With wet shoes, he stepped into the room. He lowered his head, and his eyes darkened. "I want to know why you keep giving me bad reviews. Do you know how much money I've lost because of those reviews? "You rich people think you can do whatever you want with us! Don't think