She had never expected to be present on such an occasion. Especially the feeling of being stared at by
someone made her nervous.
She stood there like a stump, in a dilemma.
The only person she knew in this room was Scott. But Scott had already drunk a lot just now. He totally
forgot her.
But the middle-aged man grabbed her arm and pulled out a chair, beckoning her to sit down. It was
hard for her to turn down such a kind offer, so she had to accept it.
But before her hips touched the chair, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Scott. He used a little
strength, and she fell on the empty seat beside him. At that moment, she was really in pain and felt
uncomfortable.
People at present only had a look at her, and then pretended that nothing had happened, continuing to
drink and eat.
She gave a glare at Scott and sat there like a wooden woman. Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man,
who had been waiting outside the room just now, kept silent, though he thought it was a pity.
Scott was so busy dealing with his dinner that he didn't pay attention to how Michelle felt.
However, not as enjoyable as Michelle was, she was already starving to death. Especially when she
saw the dishes on the table, the desire to stay away from food was struggling in her heart. She didn't
know how much she had swallowed.
"Let's eat if you are hungry. We came here to drink, so we can't eat much," Until the voice of Scott
came from her ear, Michelle glanced at him blankly. But for Scott, he had been gulping wine at this
time.
She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to go home tonight.
It seemed that everyone in the room was a man, but there is only a woman. Michelle didn't know why
everyone didn't bring their secretaries or assistants with them, but Scott insisted on doing so.
She didn't know what he was thinking.
Although Scott said that she could eat these dishes freely, she still felt embarrassed. So she didn't eat
anything and just drank a few mouthfuls of water.
But as she thought, Scott was drunk anyway. Not only him, but everyone at the table was drunk. She
looked at Scott and found him lying on the ground. She stood up. When she was about to walk over,
her body was held by someone.
She was truly terrified at that moment. She trembled, trying to break free from him. But no matter how
hard she tried, it was in vain.
"Let me go! Let me go!" But he was already drunk, so he didn't take what she said seriously.
Just when she thought she was going to end tonight, he got up from the ground and quickly walked to
her. With a single punch, he knocked down the middle-aged man behind her.
It took Michelle a while to react. She was still in a daze. She staggered a few steps back when she
found that Scott fell into her arms.
Wasn't he drunk?
Why did he know she was trapped in the dilemma just now?
There was only one thing for sure, that was, he saved her in the most critical moment.
"Scott..." She lowered her head and looked at the man in front of her. He was too heavy. If he kept
doing this, she would surely be unable to bear it. Finally, she called the waiter in the store to
help.
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