âHurry up. Iâll be waiting for you outside.â
The entire event had made him extremely impatient.
Before he left, he swept a glance at Yvonne. âIâve asked my man to send the surveillance footage here to Lucas. You should start praying.â
Yvonne exploded instantly. âYouâre crazy!â
Weston sneered and left without looking at her.
Just by looking at his back, Stella knew he was angry. She was doomed. She scratched her head.
Yvonneâs face was as white as a sheet.
It was fine if he simply told Lucas, but to actually send Lucas the surveillance footage...
This made her extremely unsettled.
Angelina looked at Yvonne and then at Stella. All she could do was comfort them.
âYou were bringing me out to see the world, and you did not do anything outrageous . Besides, I have widened my horizon, so this trip was fruitful.â
Yvonne and Stella were speechless.
They could only comfort themselves this way.
Weston had given an ultimatum, so Stella could only leave first. She took her handbag and glanced at the man in the corridor.
With his back facing her, smoke drifted from his fingertips. He was smoking.
Stella was taken aback. He appeared to have quit smoking for a long time.
She did not realize when it started, but he had basically stopped smoking in front of her.
It seemed like he was very angry tonight.
This made her a bit afraid to go out.
She glanced at the liquor on the table, grabbed the glass, and gulped it down.
âWait! This is...â
Before Yvonne could react, Stell had already drank it.
â...very strong.â
Stella put the empty glass on the table in front of her. âI saw you drinking it just now.â
Yvonne said helplessly, âDonât you know that my alcohol tolerance is very high?â
Stella shook her head. She had just drunk it, but her face was already turning red.
Yvonne patted her cheeks. âItâs good that Weston came to pick you up, or I would have had to find a way to get you back.â
This liquor tasted sweet, but its delayed effect was very strong.
Even Lucas felt a little dizzy after drinking it for the first time, let alone Stella She did not even look like she drank that much.
Nonetheless, Stella felt considerably sober after a shake of the head. âItâs not that strong, right?â
âYou will know soon. This stuff is intoxicating.â
âIâll leave first, then.â
Weston was waiting for her outside, so Yvonne did not think much about it.
It shouldnât be a problem for Stella to walk a short distance.
Stella said goodbye to Angeline, grabbed her bag and left.
It was a short distance from the private room to the corridor.
The wind should sober her up, but her face was getting hot.
Weston stood tall with his back facing her, a cigarette still burning between his fingers.
Hearing footsteps, he extinguished the cigarette and turned around.
âCome here.â