Chapter 38
The sounds from outside the window were no help to him. What he wanted to hear wasn’t that
“Knock, knock-
The knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. Liam said thoughtfully. “Come in”
The maid entered with a cup of tea.
“Sir, the black tea is ready”
Liam took off his glasses, rubbed the comers of his eyes, and said tiredly. “Thank you, put it there”
The maid put down the tea and left
Liam took a sip and frowned. It didn’t taste the same as before, a bit sour and nauseating
He didn’t drink any more, and just as he was about to pick up his book, his phone rang
He glanced at it, saw it was a strange number, and didn’t answer
The call rang for a while, and then the other party called again. He finally pressed the answer key
“Hello, Mr. Beast Your wife got drunk at our bar. Can you come and pick her up?”
“You got the wrong number”
Liam said indifferently and hung up
the other party
frowned and
the wrong number. She left this number. Mr. Beast, is your
impatiently, “I’m not
he hung
back, but a
woman lying drunk on the bar counter was Celeste Liam’s eyes darkened, and he immediately called back, “Where is
my drink? Celeste squinted her eyes and shook her empty glass, stammering, “Who had my drink?”
a glass
me with water? Are you afraid I get drunk and not pay? I tell you, my husband is very rich! He can buy all the bars for me, do you think he cares about this little drink money? Pour me
could still tell the difference between water and alcohol, but she kept
said her husband was a tycoon with enough cars to fill an underground garage, who traveled in a Rolls-Royce and took a private jet on trips. Then a while later, she was crying and complaining about having to divorce and not being able to enjoy those things anymore,
no longer had the energy to dream like that.
the entrance, a gray sports car parked outside the bar,
“Wow, it’s a Bugatti!”
was taken aback, and the next second saw the car door open,
man walked into a bar, dressed in a suit and
seemed like he’d fit in better at a high-scale
knew what rich folks were thinking, right? Maybe he just
bartender greeted him with a professional smile,
glass, “What are you saying? You haven’t poured me a
her down, “Miss, we’re out
close.”
has a drink, why don’t
obviously not good at hiding her feelings. Seeing the Bugatti owner approaching, the bartender suddenly had an idea, “We really are out of alcohol. This gentleman bought the last of it. Maybe you can come back
the man’s collar and poking
flushed, her clothes disheveled, her hair messy, and she reeked of alcohol, a far
and pushed her
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