Bye, My Irresistible Love

Chapter 20: Drinking 

Scarlett's POV: 

Mr.Walker's driver took me to a high-end bar not far from the cafe.

He ushered me inside and led the way to a long corridor of lush private rooms.

Before long, he stopped in front of one and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A deep, attractive male voice called from the inside.

The driver opened the door and gestured to me to go in.

I nodded at him and walked into the private room.

The room was dimly lit, but it exuded a cozy ambiance.

It was also fair in size.

Most of the space was taken up by large, nicely upholstered seats and a small table.

Mr.Walker was sitting on the sofa and swirling the contents of his glass.

The rust-colored liquid, which I assumed was whiskey, glinted in the light.

"Have a seat, please."

I saw a flash of amazement in his eyes the moment he looked at me.

He gestured me to take the sofa opposite him.

"Thank you." 

I sat down.

Then, he said bluntly, "One million dollars a year plus birthday and holiday gifts."

He spoke as if he was pitching a business proposal.

My go-to reaction was a tentative chuckle.

"You'll have to explain what's happening here, Mr.Walker.I'm not sure I understand,"I said directly.

"I watch your show.You look pure."

He looked at me up and down.

"But I don't believe anything I see on a screen.Not right away at least.I had to see it in person first.Many stars look pure through a TV set but not all of them really are."

I was starting to get a sense of what he wanted to happen, and I immediately thought of stopping it before it turned into something that could not be undone.

After a few moments, Mr.Walker began to hesitate.

He looked at me with scrutinizing eyes as if he was trying to read my every move.

When he was about to speak again, we heard a big commotion outside.

Someone was trying to enter our private room.

The driver outside tried to stop that person.

But obviously, he did not succeed.

The door swung open violently, and Spencer, who was a little out of breath, rushed over to me.

"Scarlett, you've got to come with me.You've got to stop Charles.He's drinking himself to death right now.”

"What? Where?" I jumped up from the sofa.

won't listen.You know

"Take me to him."

were only halfway to the door when I suddenly

the one to talk

listened to Rita,

even get him to take some medications for his fever this

"But Scarlett..."

protested, but I was already

he

Charles's POV: 

phoned me and told me that she was going to file for

able to power through my fever and

my relief, Spencer and David were

went through three rounds of shots without blinking, and as soon as I started slurring my words, Spencer and David stopped the drinks from pouring

from drowning my sorrows,

they decided to call

up.You're not well.You

sat down

the sofa, shut my eyes, and pinched

we'll leave him to you, all right? We'll just step outside for a bit.Don't worry.We won't come in unless you

Spencer's words implied something.

such a dirty private room in a bar? I shot Spencer a

so quickly that he grabbed David's arm and started dragging

I started yelling.

Stay here, both

give you

cheekily

wanted to punch him

flashed him

he

settled back

"Fine."

new glass, filled it with wine, and started drinking

"Slow down."

I

Rita with their eyes to stop

and attempted to take away my glass again, but

"Please, Charles.Enough already."

for my

and over even if she

starting to get extremely

not in the mood

glass to the floor, and it rolled on

done?" Spencer

I glared at him.

it's time to go home.Come

a sigh of relief and held my arm to help

shook off her

and went straight for the

out of our private room and staggered through the

laughing with a man outside

recognized the

who had asked her out

Scarlett looked gorgeous today.

a blue dress, and per usual, she carried

be enjoying

laughing at something that he

there as my heart cracked and

dressing up for another man made me want to drag

Scarlett's POV: 

"Scarlett!"

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