Amelia continued talking and drinking and disregarded Ethan’s attempts to stop her.
In the blink of an eye, she had downed two bottles of red wine.
Her small little face was now completely red.
She had drunk in such a hurry and drunk so much.
She seriously got herself drunk.
Amelia’s gaze looked more and more distant. She looked at Ethan but was unable to focus on him.
“I’m telling you,” she giggled as her head rolled from side to side. “There are a lot of people in this city who are waiting to kill me. If I’m drunk and you just leave me here, that’s as good as killing me…”
Then she collapsed on the table from being too drunk.
Ethan just stared at her in shock.
This woman was bent on getting him.
“Hey.” Ethan called her a few times but she didn’t respond at all. She had just gotten herself drunk in a public place like that.
This was a high class restaurant too.
This Amelia seriously had no regard for her own image. She had just allowed herself to get drunk in front of so many people.
Ethan looked around to see that many eyes were already on the two of them.
“You’re a really vicious one.”
If he just left her here, Ethan was sure that what Amelia said would come true. She was an important member of the L’Oreal family and there were plenty of people waiting to kill her.
It was definitely wishful thinking on his part if he thought he could leave her here and she would be just fine.
Ethan didn’t really care about abandoning her since there was no other woman besides Diane whom he felt was worth caring about.
But if he left her here and something happened to her, then everything he had set up before this would go to waste.
Ethan didn’t say anything. He got up and walked over to Amelia. The stench of alcohol from her made him frowned.
“Two bottles of wine. You can really drink.”
He picked Amelia up and was about to leave when the waiter walked over with a smile. “Sir.”
“Put it on her tab,” said Ethan calmly.
Amelia said she was giving a treat, so he couldn’t take that away from her. That was not the right thing to do.
Ethan helped Amelia out of the restaurant and so many eyes were watching them. Someone even secretly used his phone to take photos of the two of them behaving intimately…
Her head was heavy.
Amelia touched her forehead and frowned. It hurt.
Her head hurt. Nowhere else.
She looked around at the room she was in. This décor definitely looked like a hotel room, and this bed smelled like a hotel room’s bed.
“Men are all the same after all.”
Amelia scoffed and looked down at herself to find that she was in pajamas!
And it was women’s pajamas no less.
She was stunned for a moment before she touched it and it was clearly not new.
Before she could figure things out, the room door was pushed open from outside and Diane walked in with breakfast.
When their eyes met, Amelia immediately understood what happened.
“You helped me to change into this?”
“If not?” Diane placed the breakfast on the table. “You puked all over yourself. Thankfully our figures are about the same.”
Amelia felt a little cheeky.
She purposely sat up and puffed her chest out. The button at her chest immediately looked like it was about to burst. She looked at Diane as if to challenge her.
Diane didn’t get angry and just laughed. She wasn’t bothered by Amelia’s provoking look.
She was the winner and had never lost before, so there was nothing to get angry about.
“I’ve miscalculated again,” sighed Amelia after seeing Diane’s reaction. She reverted to her calm demeanor again.
She leaned against the bedrest lazily and looked curiously at Diane, “Aren’t you going to say something about me?”
“Like how I’m a loose woman? Or that I’m shameless for trying to seduce a married man?”