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

long after, the other party called again.

and answered again.

I didn’t dial the wrong number. She left this number. Mr. Beast, is your wife at home?

replied impatiently, “I’m

saying that, he hung up again.

other party didn’t call back, but a

was 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 and shook her

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

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

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

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,

after all, he no longer had the energy to

the entrance, a gray sports car parked outside the bar,

nearby exclaimed, “Wow,

car door open, a

suit and tie, looking all serious and out of

he’d fit in better at a high-scale gathering of celebs, not a small pub like this.

who knew what rich folks were thinking, right? Maybe he just wanted to experience the vibe of a small

greeted him with a professional

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

loss with the drunk girl and could only try to calm her down, “Miss, we’re out

close.”

has a drink, why don’t 17”

not good at hiding her feelings. Seeing the Bugatti owner approaching, the bartender suddenly had an idea, “We really are out of alcohol. This

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

hair messy, and she reeked of

and pushed her

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