The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Chapter 173

The bartender could've taken it easy with the drinks he served me, but how could he when the boss gave him specific instructions? I've never been one to blame others for what goes wrong in my life, but in this case, I just can't help it. I could've still chosen not to drink it,

but the heaviness in my heart was just too much.

While my aim was to forget all about my problems, the alcohol in my system has only made me feel worse and now staggering to the ladies' room, I dial Meryl's number, ready to give her a piece of my mind.

"Hello?" she says from the other end of the line. "Any luck?"

"You lied to me."

"I'm guessing that's a no."

"Do you even double check the phone numbers you share with me? Once again, it-"

"Wait, are you drunk?"

My eyes narrow. "Are you seriously asking me that right now?"

"Since when did you start taking alcohol? Do your parents kn-"

"They're not my parents," I cut her off, gritting my teeth. "You know what they've put me through despite raising me for years."

She sighs, disappointed. "The more I hear you speak, the more I confirm that you're drunk. If only those from Oakbrook Village could see you right now."

I lean against the wall with so much force that my back hurts a little. "Why do you keep changing the subject? None of the people I spoke to could help. You promised me that this was it."

"Look, I know you're disappointed but come on. It's only been two days and you've lost hope? You've wanted to search for them for years and now you finally had the balls to leave Oakbrook Village and want to quit?"

I sigh. "If you think I'm giving up and going back to that house, you're wrong."

"Then we'll keep trying. I'll do everything I can and keep you posted. Aileen?"

"What?" I ask.

"Don't drink too much."

I scoff, the call coming to an end.

to proceed to the ladies' room as I tell myself to have some more patience. If I want this

suffering in my adoptive parents' home flashes in my mind and it takes me a while to step out. It's only when I hear a sob from the next stall that I snap out of it. I guess I'm not the only one having a bad day. To wash my hands, I stand in front of the

her head low. I soon recognize her as the one who's been shooting me glares. I can't help but stare at her. From head to toe, everything is just elegant. I've never worn a suit

her head, focusing on finishing up by fluffing my hair a little and fixing

might want to check yourself again," she harshly says to me, rummaging through her designer purse until

her through the mirror, I raise an eyebrow. "I'm sorry,

the mirror. "Do you see anyone else here with

I

I'm talking to you and I'll repeat myself. You might want

"I don't understand."

you?" She roughly brushes under her eyes. "I was watching you and Liam when he came over to talk

brush in her hand. "Look at you...and then look at him. Do you

That's the same glare you gave me from across the room when Liam came to me. Who are

"Cousin?"

She raises her voice a

you must be his friend. There's no way

you say that?" She

be his girlfriend, not in this

face. It would never be my intention

seriously said that about me?"

I don't

in her purse. "You're

I cut her off, raising a finger. "I'm not sure what I did to you for you to speak to me this way, but I don't appreciate it at

eyes. "You think I don't know the kind of person you are? You're pretending to be this dumb girl who has no idea who Liam is and the power he and his

name is Stephanie!" Her silky hair sways from

to say and honestly, I'm wasting my

"Mark my words, leech-"

"It's Aileen."

your

"Then use it."

and looking right into my eyes. "Whatever it is you think will come out of the conversation you had with

what you're talking

playing dumb. Enough of this. I'm done

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