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

frowned and answered

dial the wrong number. She left this number. Mr. Beast, is your

impatiently, “I’m not Mr.

saying that, he hung up again.

back, but a few minutes later, his phone received

to see that the woman lying drunk on the bar counter was Celeste Liam’s eyes darkened, and he immediately called

Celeste squinted her eyes and shook her empty glass, stammering, “Who had my

handed her a glass

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

a drunk woman. She could still tell the difference between water and alcohol, but she kept babbling about where she lived

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, asking how to

was very envious, after all, he no longer had the energy to dream like

came from the entrance, a gray sports car parked outside the bar, splashing

nearby exclaimed, “Wow, it’s a Bugatti!”

saw the car door open, a man holding an umbrella walked out, heading straight

suit and tie, looking all serious and out of

a high-scale gathering of celebs, not a small pub

thinking, right? Maybe he just wanted to

greeted him with a professional smile,

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

her down, “Miss, we’re out

close.”

else has a drink, why don’t

was obviously not good at hiding her feelings. Seeing the Bugatti owner approaching, the bartender suddenly had an idea, “We

the man’s collar and poking his chin, “Did you buy all the drinks?”

hair messy, and she reeked of alcohol,

frowned and pushed her hand away.

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