In My Desperate Time

Chapter 33 Wine makes a coward brave

I walk so fast that suddenly hit a human-wall in the corner. It’s a woman, because there are two soft bumps.

I raise my head. It’s Cindy Leigh!

The road is narrow and the enemies meet easily. She's probably here to pick up a rich guy again.

As for the method to climb up through a rich man, I don't want to comment on it, and I definitely don't agree with it. I am about to go out when Cindy Leigh suddenly sys.

“You are really like a fly, where Mr. Louis is and there you are.”

Mr. Louis?

Does she mean, Frances Louis is also here?

What I am afraid of comes fast. I don’t want to tangle with Cindy Leigh, and I don’t want to be embarrassed if I meet Frances Louis again. I say coldly, “I don't have any problem with your trying to climb on such a high branch as Frances Louis, but I'm not interested in him at all. Don't impose your ideas on me!”

Then I walk past her, but Cindy Leigh grabs me and glares at me, “You say one thing and do another. Don’t you feel sick! If you have no interest in Mr. Louis, why bother him so shamelessly!”

I just want to retort when a slender arm suddenly puts on my shoulder, “you misunderstand, she never bothers me, I like to appear around her.”

A deep, sweet voice comes to my ear. It is Frances Louis. Feeling his warm breath, I involuntarily can’t hold myself up and fall in his chest following his arms.

Seeing Cindy Leigh’s beaten face, I suddenly feel so good. Then I move closer to Frances Louis.

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Cindy Leigh stomps her feet in anger and heads outside.

I get away from Frances Louis’s arms hurriedly and keep a certain distance from him.

“Am I the plague?” Frances Louis says in a deep voice and seems unhappy.

“Although you’re not the plague, but you are a playboy, who knows whether you have caught any unclean disease.” I say and run out quickly.

Getting back in the VIP room on the second floor, Steven Song is surrounded by two women dressed in sexy clothes. They are pushing him to drink wine.

I sit aside quietly. Steven Song sees me, he stands up and says, “Honey, Are you unhappy? I ask these people to play with you. I will make them not stay so close to me. Shall I give them money if they can play with you and make you happy?”

Hearing money, those men and women feels high to play. Suddenly the room becomes lively. Drinking and playing games, I seldom have so much fun. Then it comes to Truth Or Dare, and I picks Dare tragically.

One of the women who pushed Steven Song to drink before, purposely makes difficulties for me, “you go to the next room and ask a man to take off his underwear and give it to you.”

I am stunned for a while, but I admit defeat for bet. I swallow down a cup of wine to give myself courage, then I stride to the next door.

Opening the door, I am frozen seeing that elegant man sitting on the sofa with a glass of wine in his hand.

Even in the dim light, I recognize him at once. He is no one but Frances Louis.

He is alone in the room, dropping his head down as if he were thinking something.

He doesn’t notice me. I slip back to the door and am just about to close it. Suddenly, the woman who gives me a hard time appears behind me and shoves me in, deliberately shouting, “what are you doing? You're not backing out, are you?”

Sure enough, Frances Louis, on the other side, notices the noise, and his eyes come over to me.