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
after, the other
frowned and answered
didn’t dial the wrong number. She left this number. Mr. Beast, is your wife at home? How do you know if
impatiently, “I’m
that, he hung up
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
shook her empty glass, stammering, “Who had my
bartender handed her a glass
gulp, then 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
drunk woman. She could still tell the difference between
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
was very envious, after all, he no longer had the energy to
gray sports car
nearby exclaimed, “Wow, it’s a Bugatti!”
the next second saw the car door open, a man holding an umbrella walked out, heading straight
man walked into a bar, dressed in a suit and tie, looking all serious and
better at a high-scale gathering of celebs, not a small
were thinking, right? Maybe he just wanted to experience the vibe of a small pub?
greeted him with a professional smile,
glass, “What are you saying? You haven’t poured me a drink yet! Hurry
could only try to calm her down, “Miss, we’re out of alcohol, and the bar is
close.”
Everyone else has a drink,
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 tomorrow?”
the man’s collar and
her clothes disheveled, her hair messy, and she reeked of alcohol, a far
and pushed her hand
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