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.

but he won't listen.You know how he is.He's as stubborn as a mule.He won't listen to

"Take me to him."

were only halfway to the door

be the

listened to

not even get him to take some medications for his fever this

"But Scarlett..."

protested, but I was already

he

Charles's POV: 

told me that she was going

able to power through my fever and

relief, Spencer and

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

me from drowning my sorrows, but they

they decided to

you're burning up.You're not well.You can't drink

me, sat down

leaned back on the sofa, shut my eyes, and

leave him to you, all right? We'll just step outside for

Spencer's words implied something.

such a dirty private room in a bar? I shot

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

I started yelling.

Stay here, both

to give you and

cheekily

to punch

him a

his throat bobbed, and he let

settled back

"Fine."

filled it with wine, and

"Slow down."

as I

with their eyes to stop

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

"Please, Charles.Enough already."

reached out for my glass

and over

to get

I was not in the mood to drink

to the

done?"

I glared at him.

it's time to go home.Come

of relief and held my arm

I shook off

my feet and went

our private room and

and laughing with a man outside

instantly recognized the man

had asked her

Scarlett looked gorgeous today.

dress, and per usual, she carried herself with dignity and

to be enjoying her conversation

fact, she was laughing at something that he

there as my heart cracked and rage

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

Scarlett's POV: 

"Scarlett!"

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