Chapter 1053: Chapter 1053: How Did You Not Drink Yourself to Death! Chapter 1053: Chapter 1053: How Did You Not Drink Yourself to Death! Where would I go with you?” Lilac Serval smirked. “I haven’t even finished the expensive drinks I ordered in the private room!”
Lilac Serval looked at the man.
She didn’t know how he had co to Lonton, the man in a crisp ink-colored shirt and black trousers, looking composed and cold-hearted, as irapproachable as the cold rain outside the window.
She didn’t even know if it was still raining outside.
It was quite a feat for Charles Mcintosh to have found Night.
Oh, how could she forget, he had always been capable.
He and Mr. Cheney were both favored students of their master, and following Mr. Cheney for these years, Charles also had unlimited glory.
Whichever he wanted, the wind or the rain, he could have it.
Finding her, what effort did it take?
“You co out to drink every day in Lonton? Lilac Serval, how co you haven’t drunk yourself to death!” Charles Mcintosh dragged her out as he spoke.
The people in the private room didn’t dare to stop him, allowing Charles Mcintosh to take Lilac Serval away.
Sister Waverly on the floor humd and groaned, too pained to move.
Lilac Serval, leaning against the wall, refused to go. “Let go of , I need to take my people with .”
She looked at the boy on the sofa, no, she had to take him with her.
“Your people? Just seeing soone once makes them yours, then what does knowing soone for over a decade count for?” Charles Mcintosh would not relent. He pried her fingers off and dragged her away.
Lilac Serval stretched out her leg and hooked him with it.
However, these tricks were completely useless against Charles Mcintosh.
Trained by the sa master, Charles Mcintosh naturally knew all her moves.
Furthermore, he had always been more skilled than her.
Lilac Serval couldn’t beat him, and that made her even more unhappy.
“What are you doing in Lonton? Where are you taking ? I need to go back to my private room…” Lilac Serval thrashed and kicked, completely abandoning any semblance of rules.
Since he knew all her moves anyway, she didn’t bother using any particular technique.
Her fingernails, painted with polish, scratched Charles Mcintosh’s face!
“Hiss—”
Charles Mcintosh winced in pain, his brows furrowing as he looked at her coldly.
Lilac Serval stared back at him.
“Why are you looking at ? If you want to take with you, then go pay the bill for the drinks. Otherwise, I’m not going anywhere with you,” Lilac Serval said indifferently.
“Is this all you do every day in Lonton? Drinking, smoking, and sleeping with n?”
“Are you jealous of ? Life like this is really comfortable; I never tire of it. A different pack of cigarettes every day, a different man every day, want to teach you how to play?” Lilac Serval looked at him. “But, Brother Mcintosh is such a dull person, probably wouldn’t know how to have fun. I don’t even like playing with you.”
“You think you’re seven or eight years old, still playing gas?” Charles Mcintosh’s face was stern. “Lilac Serval, how did you beco like this? Do you just want to die young?”
His voice was loud, his tone heavy, loaded with resentnt.
In Charles Mcintosh’s eyes was a look of deep pain, a twinkling light, like a shooting star across the sky.
Lilac Serval paused montarily.
Her vacant eyes looked at him, and after a long ti, she slowly began to speak.
“How I ended up like this… Right, five years ago, I wouldn’t have smoked or drunk, not to ntion slept with a man. But, Brother Mcintosh, you taught all of this, didn’t you? How can you bla now, don’t you find this incredibly unreasonable?”
Lilac Serval laughed, the words cold, without bla or complaint.
They were just like the light brushing over of a past event.
“However, I’m grateful to you for teaching so much,” Lilac Serval’s slender, fair hand caressed Charles Mcintosh’s shirt.
Her fingers slipped and landed on his collar.
He still had that faint scent about him.
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