The manager wasn't aware of who Jonas was, but looking at his expensive outfit, he could guess that
Jonas was from a rich background. The manager was terrified of Jonas. He glanced at his regular
customers and understood that he needed to handle the matter with care. He should make sure not to
offend anyone.
Emily darted towards Jonas and held him. He was too drunk and swaying aimlessly. It was hard to
imagine that he was the one who reacted quickly in the fight just now.
"Jonas, you are drunk," Emily groaned and held him firmly but she couldn't control him.
Jonas didn't answer but continued to glare at the manager. He felt better after venting his anger but
was annoyed the moment everyone stopped him. He wanted to beat the man until he felt better.
A chill ran through the manager's spine when he looked at Jonas's bloodshot eyes. He was afraid that
Jonas would hit him as well. He swallowed loudly and stepped back.
Everyone had seen Jonas beat the man but he was too drunk to explain why he had assaulted him.
Emily apologized, but no one realized that she was the one who started the fight.
"I apologize on behalf of my friend's behavior. He is drunk. We will pay for the drinks,"
Emily said apologetically. She tried taking the wallet from Jonas's pocket but he slapped her hand
away.
"Jonas give your wallet to me. We need to pay."
Jonas shoved his hand inside his coat, pulled out a black leather wallet, and gave it to Emily.
Her heart sank when she opened the wallet and saw the picture of Melinda and Jonas. They were
holding each other, smiling happily.
Emily resisted the urge to rip the photo apart. The manager heaved a sigh of relief when Emily said she
was paying the bill. He immediately went to the counter and asked them to prepare the bill for Jonas,
adding the man's bill to his account.
Emily skimmed through the contents of the wallet and found that Jonas didn't have enough cash. She
thought for a while and pulled the black card out. The manager's respect for Emily and Jonas grew
multifold when he saw the card. Only a few big shots in A City possessed the card.
"Can you lend me a hand to take him to the car?" Emily said breathlessly as she tried balancing
Jonas's weight. Although Jonas looked thin, Emily couldn't sustain his weight.
The manager took one of Jonas's arms and positioned it around his shoulder as he held his waist firmly
and ushered him out of the bar. The farce had ended and people in the bar continued their games.
A gust of cold wind swept across them as they walked out of the bar. The cold breeze soothed Jonas's
parched skin.
With the manager's help, Emily somehow managed to hoist Jonas inside the car. Beads of sweat
formed on Emily's forehead. She leaned against the door and took a deep breath.
"Miss, if there is nothing else, I'll go back and continue with my work."
The manager blew out a loud breath and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"Thank you," she said.
The manager narrowed his eyes and looked at Emily. He felt that he had seen her before. When he
returned to the bar, he finally realized that she was the once-popular super star, Emily Bai.
The manager nodded and thought that Emily was not as innocent as she was advertised. His bar paid
attention to maintaining the privacy of its customers. The information of its customers would be retained
within the four walls. But the manager was curious to find who Jonas was.
Emily had downed several glasses of wine and her face was flustered. The cold wind woke her up and
she got into the car and sat on the driver's seat.
Jonas was sprawled over the backseat, his tall body crammed in the narrow space. The car reeked of
alcohol.
Emily took the powder compact and lipstick out of her bag and fixed the makeup. She stopped and
glanced at Jonas through the rearview mirror.
She rubbed her lips with the tip of her finger and wiped her stained finger on Jonas's shirt.
Emily was determined to ruin Jonas's relationship with Melinda. She would go to any extent to break
them up. Although she resorted to cheap techniques, deep down, she knew that Melinda would believe
it.
Jonas was unconscious and oblivious to Emily's sinister plans. He grunted as his temples throbbed
painfully. He hadn't been drunk in a long time and his system couldn't cope up with the alcohol.
Emily started the car and drove across the familiar streets that led to the Gu's mansion. It was late at
night and the street was desolate with just a few cars on the road. An hour later, Emily's car halted in
front of the mansion.
Emily rolled the window down and peeped out. "Jonas is drunk. I've come to drop him."
The security guard recognized Emily and opened the gate as he informed Gavin about Jonas's return.
Gavin was anxiously waiting at the door as the other servants accompanied him.
"Miss Bai," he greeted politely and opened the door of the car.
Gavin crinkled his nose in distaste as the strong smell of alcohol filled his lungs.
"Gavin, Jonas is completely drunk. Ask the servant to make something to sober him up."
"Miss Bai, thank you for dropping Mr. Gu back. But it's late at night and you should go home."
The servants helped Jonas out of the car. Nelson was still awake and he quickly came to the courtyard
when he heard the commotion.
Nelson's brows furrowed when he saw Emily.
"Why are you here?" he asked coldly.
Emily flinched at his tone and smiled awkwardly. "Jonas is drunk. I came to drop him."
Nelson's frown deepened. "Why is he with you?"
"Jonas was upset over something. He wanted to talk to me about it."
Nelson's face turned pale as he looked at his grandson with disgust.
"Jonas was kind enough to help me this morning, so I couldn't refuse his offer," Emily said. "Grandpa, I
know that you don't like me, but you cannot break our friendship."
Nelson became furious. He wanted to smack Jonas with his walking stick until he knocked some sense
into his head.
Emily was pleased with Nelson's reaction.
She thought that nothing could stop Jonas from seeing her.
Disappointment resided in the pit of Nelson's stomach. He understood that Jonas had lied to him about
being stuck in the traffic jam this morning. His anger reached its peak. Nelson shuddered and held his
chest with his hand. Yulia ran towards Nelson and caught him before he collapsed on the ground. She
stroked Nelson's back, trying to calm him down. Yulia looked at Emily. "Thanks for dropping my brother
safely. I'll take care of him. You better go home before it gets too late."
Then she turned to Gavin and asked, "Gavin, can you arrange someone to drop Emily home?"
Yulia knew that Nelson couldn't tolerate Emily. Therefore, she decided to send Emily away before
things got worse.
Nelson instructed everyone to keep this information away from Melinda.
Before leaving, Emily gestured to Yulia. It was a simple action but only the two of them could decipher
the meaning.
"Send her back. I don't want to see her," Nelson mumbled.
Gavin nodded and asked a servant to take Nelson to his room. The rest of the servants carried Jonas
to the small villa. Jonas was creating a ruckus on his way, but Melinda didn't bother to come out and
see what was going on.
"I'll go upstairs to check if Melinda is asleep," Yulia said.
When they reached the yard, she noticed the light in Melinda's room. Yulia guessed that she was
awake. She quickly went to the second floor and knocked softly on the door.
Yulia heard the sound of footsteps and soon Melinda opened the door. She was in her pajamas and her
disheveled hair was tied to a bun. Melinda's forehead was still covered with gauze and she looked like
she was in pain.
"Melinda, you're still awake."
Yulia smiled awkwardly and glanced at the wound. She thought that the fight between Jonas and
Melinda had become violent. It wouldn't be easy for them to reconcile.
"I am going to sleep," Melinda muttered.
She was awake, waiting for Jonas to return. Melinda couldn't stop worrying about him but she was too
proud to call Jonas and check if he was okay.
"Jonas is drunk. You..."
"Oh, you can just put him on the sofa downstairs." Melinda stopped Yulia before she finished her
sentence. "There is a quilt in the bedroom downstairs. Mary knows where it is," she said coldly.
Yulia's eyes widened with shock. She blinked and looked at Melinda, trying to read her expression.
"Anything else?" Melinda asked, crossing her arms across her chest.
"No... Nothing."
Melinda closed the door, leaving Yulia in shock.
Yulia went back to the living room and informed Gavin about what Melinda said. Gavin's face changed
but Mary reacted quickly.
"Mrs. Gu was injured. She cannot take care of Mr. Gu. Why don't you take him to the guest bedroom
downstairs? I will keep an eye on him."
"All right, you go and tidy up the guest bedroom,"
Gavin said as he was left with no choice.
"I clean the room every day. I just have to make the bed," Mary said.
The servants took Jonas to the bedroom, ignoring the strong odor of alcohol. They carefully placed him
on the bed and left.
Jonas hated being touched by others, so Gavin thought that he needed to ask Melinda to help Jonas
change his clothes.
"All of you go back and rest. Mary, do you want me to stay here and help you out?" Gavin asked
thoughtfully.
"No, I can manage. I'm going to make some tea for him. It will make him feel better when he wakes up."
The villa fell silent as everyone left. Melinda leaned against the window and watched everyone leave.
Once she was sure that no one was around, she snuck downstairs to check on Jonas.
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