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work in the service industry and should be respectful, What’s with you cursing at prople?” Elizabeth pushed her hair back, cursing him while trying to vomit.
Alexander thought she was quite busy. She was feeling so museus but still had to tell him how to do his job in the service industry.
Elizabeth felt so awful that she couldn’t pay attention to him for a moment.
Her hair kept falling over her ears, which annoyed her to no end. She was almost fighting with hewell over it, I’m cutting you off tomorrow! Damn it!?
Alexander remained silent
He stared at Elizabeth and inexplicably smiled.
He sighed, walked over, helped Elizabeth push her hair back, and then patiently held her hair for her.
Elizabeth raised her red almond–shaped eyes and gave Alexander a thumbs up. “You’d make a great male escort.”
Alexander’s heart pounded wildly. Who was suited for that job?”
“Just go ahead and vomit!” He tapped Elizabeth on the head.
Elizabeth sighed, “If my husband were even a little bit like you, it would be great. Maybe I should find a way to make him a male escort too.”
Alexander didn’t know what to say.
“But if he became a male escort, you guys would be out of a job.” She was still quite confident in Alexanders looks.
Elizabeth stood up. Alexander withdrew his hand and handed her a bottle of water,
lizabeth really talked a lot when she drank, so much that it was annoying!
After rinsing her mouth, Elizabeth looked up and for a moment thought she saw Alexander’s face.
She frowned, Alexander? No way. He should be at the Russell family now. If he is having a good time there, maybe having a few drinks. He might even be making love to Esme right now! How can he be here to take me home?”
“You do have some good looks. Elizabeth nodded at him and then got into the car.
Alexanders face grew darker. He shut the car door, cutting off whatever Elizabeth was about to say next.
Elizabeth leaned against the car window, looking at him pitifully. Why was he being so mean?
Alexander thought he was really asking for trouble. He must be crazy to come to the bar to pick her up,
He
should have just let Elizabeth fend for herself at the bar,
Alrunder got into the car impatiently and heard her say, 1 don’t want to go home. Let’s get a room.”
Alexander frowned. W
What was sl
she talking about?
Elizabeth leaned closer to him and said seriously, “I’m not drunk, I’m serious. A one–night stand, do you dare?”
Alexander remained silent.
He pushed Elizabeth buck and said sterly, “Sat properly!”
Elizabeth was dissatisfied and said seriously. “A beautiful woman like me is offering herself to you, and you refuse? You’re a male escort!”
Alexanders face was expressionless, but anger was written all over it. “I don’t sleep with drunks!”
“I’m not a drunk. I told you, I’m very sober!” Elizabeth tried to widen her eyes and sit up straight.
But she found she couldn’t do it. She was so tired, her head was spinning, and she just wanted to sleep,
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Elizabeth leaned closer to him and said mysteriously. “Let me tell you, my husband is very rich. I can steal his money to support your”
Alexander clanced at Elizabeth and decided not to drive.
He wanted to hear what else Elizabeth could say to surprise him!
He had never noticed before that Elizabeth’s words could be so exasperating.
Elizabeth saw him looking at her and thought he was interested, so she perked up. “By then, I can easily
y give you tens of millions of dollars. Why would you still be
a male escort? You could become a millionaire! Isn’t that great?”
Almander meered. He crossed his arms
ms and stared at Elizabeth. He thought, Elizabeth still doesn’t know who I am and is talking about stealing my money to support a male escort. It’s time to sober her up.
He leaned in to help Elizabeth fasten her seatbelt.
