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

and answered again.

Mr. Beast, is your wife

“I’m not Mr.

saying that, he hung

the other party didn’t call back, but a few minutes later, his phone

taken in a dimly lit environment, but it was clear to see that the woman lying drunk on the bar counter was Celeste Liam’s eyes darkened, and he immediately called

her eyes and shook her empty glass, stammering,

bartender handed her a glass of water, “Here’s your drink.”

the next second cursed, “You tricked 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

never seen such a drunk woman. She could still tell the difference between water and alcohol, but she kept babbling about where she lived

trips. Then a while later, she was crying and complaining about having to divorce and not being able to enjoy those things anymore, asking

bartender was very envious, after all, he no longer had the energy

gray sports car parked

exclaimed, “Wow,

the car door open, a man holding

dressed in a suit

in better at a high-scale gathering of celebs, not a small

who knew what rich folks were thinking, right? Maybe he just wanted to experience

with

annoyed, tapped her glass, “What are you saying? You haven’t poured me

could only try to calm her down, “Miss, we’re out of alcohol, and

close.”

else has a drink, why don’t 17”

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

and poking his chin, “Did you

her hair messy, and she reeked of alcohol, a far cry from her usual

and pushed her hand

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