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 other party called

and answered

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

replied impatiently, “I’m

saying that, he hung up

other party didn’t call back, but a few minutes

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 darkened,

drink? Celeste squinted her eyes and shook her empty glass, stammering, “Who

handed her a glass

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 husband is very

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

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

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

a gray sports car parked outside

nearby exclaimed, “Wow, it’s

bartender was taken aback, and the next second saw the car door open, a man holding an umbrella walked out, heading straight for the bar’s

man walked into a bar, dressed in a suit and tie, looking

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

who knew what rich folks were thinking, right? Maybe he just wanted to

greeted him with a professional smile,

saying? You haven’t poured me a drink yet!

and could only try to calm her down, “Miss,

close.”

has a drink, why

Bugatti owner approaching, the bartender suddenly had an idea, “We really are out of alcohol. This gentleman bought the last of it.

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

flushed, her clothes disheveled, her hair messy, and she reeked of alcohol, a far

frowned and pushed

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