Matter of Love

Greg didn't refuse. In fact, he just wanted to get himself drunk. He didn't understand why that stupid woman still did that since he was so good to her. Was York the only one in her heart?

After one glass after another, atmosphere here became better under Amelia's guidance. As the bar leader, Amelia wandered among all kinds of men every day, so she naturally knew how to create a topic to avoid coldness.

"Wine is made of food. It's a sin not to drink. Come on, boss, let's have another drink. I'll tell you a story about spade five later." Amelia raised her glass and drank it again.

"Well, you are right. Then drink it." At this time, Greg was also a little drunk. Normally, it was not a problem for him to drink a few glasses of wine with his drinking capacity, but because he was in a bad mood now, he was easier to get drunk.

And that was what he wanted. Although he didn't like to come to such occasions at all and didn't like to deal with women in these entertainment venues, at this time he just wanted to vent his depression.

All of a sudden, he felt that it was not bad. At least Amelia knew how to cater to him. She would not say anything he didn't like, unlike that stupid woman, who would do whatever he hated.

After drinking a few more glasses of wine, Amelia giggled and opened the second bottle of wine. At this time, she no longer knelt on the ground, but sat directly next to Greg, and her body leaned against him intentionally.

Although Amelia's face turned pink because of the alcohol, she didn't get drunk. She did it on purpose, because she wanted to take this opportunity to climb into the bed of Greg.

was just a sum of money. Everyone knew that Greg was always generous to his woman. Even if he only had one time with her, he would give her a large sum of

couldn't be a bar leader in the bar all her life, and it was time to make a plan for her future. Moreover, maybe when Greg was happy, the whole bar was given to her, so that

drink. Let's get hammered." Greg drank another glass of wine. Suddenly, his phone rang. It was from the pocket of Greg's

"where are you? The electricity in the apartment suddenly went off. I'm

I will go to pick you up?" Although Greg was a little drunk, he

saying that, Rona

the phone call from Greg, Amelia sighed in her heart. It seemed that her work tonight was in vain. Perhaps she had made a chance

know when Amelia sat in his arms. He raised his eyebrows. It seemed that alcohol couldn't

noticed that the posture was not right. She stood up awkwardly and sat aside. She said unnaturally, "Well, I drank too much just now that I forgot my

at Amelia with a wry smile, Greg said casually, "nothing." Then he took the lady's wallet on the

exclaimed. She didn't know what Greg meant.

in it, and there was a small box containing pills. Needless to ask, he knew what those were. As long

opened it, revealing the colorful pills. Amelia said in a panic, "Boss, please don't misunderstand me. I swear that I didn't

front of him. "Don't panic. I didn't say that you drugged me. In fact, I'm very happy about