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
not long after, the
and answered
She left this number. Mr. Beast, is your wife at home? How do you know
“I’m not Mr.
he hung up again.
a few minutes later, his phone received
see that the woman lying drunk
her eyes and shook her empty glass, stammering, “Who had my drink?”
a glass of water, “Here’s your
laughed, took the glass and drank a big gulp, then the next second cursed, “You tricked me with water? Are you afraid I get drunk and not pay? I tell you, my
had never seen such a drunk woman. She could still tell the difference between water and alcohol, but she kept babbling about where she
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, asking how to
bartender was very envious, after all, he no longer had
a gray sports car parked outside the bar, splashing a string
exclaimed, “Wow, it’s
second saw the car door open, a man holding an
a bar, dressed in a suit and tie, looking all serious and out of
at a high-scale gathering of celebs, not a small pub
Maybe he just wanted to experience the vibe
bartender greeted him with a
you saying? You haven’t poured me a
and could only try to calm her down, “Miss, we’re out of alcohol, and the bar
close.”
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 really are out of alcohol. This gentleman bought the last of it. Maybe you can
man’s collar and poking his chin, “Did you
her clothes disheveled, her hair messy, and she reeked
frowned and pushed her hand away.
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