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.

been trying to stop him, but he won't listen.You know how he is.He's as stubborn as a mule.He

"Take me to him."

and I were only halfway to the door when I suddenly

Rita.She should be the one to talk

listened to Rita, not

get him to take some medications for his fever this

"But Scarlett..."

but I was already walking

him until he gave up

Charles's POV: 

Scarlett phoned me and told me that she

to power through my fever and dragged myself to the

relief, Spencer and David were also

blinking, and as soon as I

stop me from drowning my sorrows,

they decided

not well.You can't drink

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

my eyes, and pinched the bridge

right? We'll just step outside for a bit.Don't worry.We won't

Spencer's words implied something.

such a dirty private room in

it so quickly that he grabbed

I started yelling.

here, both

give you

cheekily

wanted to punch him in the

flashed him

and he let go

back on his

"Fine."

filled it with wine, and

"Slow down."

and David winced as I downed the contents

urged Rita with their eyes to stop

attempted to take away my glass again, but this time, I was able to

"Please, Charles.Enough already."

for my glass

over and over even if she failed and

was starting to get

I was not in the mood to drink

tossed my empty glass to the floor, and it rolled on the

you done?" Spencer

I glared at him.

it's time to go

relief and held my arm to help me

I shook off her

my feet and went straight for the

of our private

laughing with a man outside another

the man

had asked

Scarlett looked gorgeous today.

was wearing a blue dress, and per usual, she carried herself

seemed to be enjoying

she was laughing at something that he

stood there as my heart cracked and rage seethed

man made

Scarlett's POV: 

"Scarlett!"

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