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

and answered

She left this number. Mr. Beast, is your wife at home? How do you know if the

replied impatiently, “I’m not Mr. Beast”

he hung

a few minutes later, his phone received a

see that the woman lying drunk on the bar counter was Celeste Liam’s eyes

shook her empty glass, stammering, “Who had my

her a glass

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 husband is very rich! He can buy

bartender had never seen such a drunk woman. She could still tell the

jet on trips. Then a while later, she was crying and complaining about having to divorce and not

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

commotion came from the entrance, a gray sports car parked outside the bar, splashing a string of water

“Wow, it’s a Bugatti!”

door open, a man holding an umbrella walked out, heading straight for the bar’s entrance.

suit and tie, looking all

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

Maybe he just

bartender greeted him with a

saying? You haven’t poured

only try to calm her down,

close.”

Everyone else has a

the bartender suddenly had an idea, “We really are out of alcohol. This gentleman bought the last of it. Maybe you can come

the man’s collar and poking his chin, “Did

flushed, her clothes disheveled, her hair messy, and she reeked of alcohol, a far cry from her usual self.

and pushed her

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