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.

listen.You know how he is.He's as stubborn

"Take me to him."

to the door when

the one

to

could not even get him to take some medications for

"But Scarlett..."

was already

he gave up

Charles's POV: 

phoned me and told me that she was

upset that I was able to power through my fever and dragged myself

Spencer and

through three rounds of shots without blinking, and as soon as I started slurring my words, Spencer and

stop me from

decided

burning up.You're not

walked over to me, sat down beside me, and grabbed my

my eyes, and pinched the bridge of my

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

Spencer's words implied something.

that I would have sex with Rita in such a dirty private

he grabbed David's

I started yelling.

Stay here,

to give you

cheekily at

wanted to punch him in the

flashed him a menacing

bobbed, and he

settled back on his

"Fine."

new glass, filled it with wine, and started

"Slow down."

David winced as I downed the contents of

with their eyes

out and attempted to take away my glass again, but this

"Please, Charles.Enough already."

out for my

did it over and over even if she

was starting to get extremely

was not in

glass to the floor, and

done?" Spencer

I glared at him.

to go

of relief and held

shook off her

and

private

laughing with

the man

had asked

Scarlett looked gorgeous today.

dress, and per usual, she carried herself

to be enjoying

was laughing at something that

stood there as my heart cracked and rage seethed out of

dressing up for another man made me want to drag her away from that pompous

Scarlett's POV: 

"Scarlett!"

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