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.

stop him, but he won't listen.You know how

"Take me to him."

were only halfway to the door when I suddenly

be the one

to

not even get him to take some medications for his fever

"But Scarlett..."

I was already walking back

him until he

Charles's POV: 

and told me that she was

so upset that I was able to power

my relief, Spencer and

I started slurring my words, Spencer and David stopped the

me from drowning my

decided to call

burning up.You're not well.You

walked over to me, sat down beside

shut my eyes, and pinched the bridge

right? We'll just step outside for

Spencer's words implied something.

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

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

I started yelling.

here, both of

we want to give

grinned cheekily at

punch him in the

him

his throat bobbed, and he

settled back on

"Fine."

a new glass, filled it with wine, and

"Slow down."

and David winced as I downed the contents of my

urged Rita with their eyes to stop

my glass again, but this

"Please, Charles.Enough already."

out for

it over and over even if she failed

to

not in the mood

my empty glass to the floor, and it rolled

you done?"

I glared at him.

to

of relief and held

I shook off

my feet and went straight for

our private room and

laughing

instantly recognized the man

had asked her out

Scarlett looked gorgeous today.

a blue dress, and per usual, she carried herself with

be enjoying her

fact, she was laughing at something that he

there as my heart cracked and rage seethed out of

of her dressing up for another man made me want

Scarlett's POV: 

"Scarlett!"

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