Chapter 547
Sweet Subterfuge
Chapter 547
âMaybe because deep down, men just like delicate women like Yvette Larissa replied after a momentâs thought.
Yvette and Ruby seemed to be the same sort of people.
The fact that Ruby could even gain Kevanâs heart proved that men really liked that sort of delicate frality she exuded.
Emmy angrily downed the rest of the beer in her glass. âWell arenât they just two-faced bi tches and wh ores? Motherf ucking punk s on of a bi tch! Men are all blind!â Her rage reached its peak, and the volume of her voice overtook the dreamy singing in the room.
The melodious guitar stopped abruptly, and all the waiters and patrons in the bar turned to look over at them.
Emmy did not seem to notice as she raised a finger to the air and swore. âIf Morgan dares help Yvette get resources. I will f ucking divorce him at once
Larissa quickly comforted her. âM org an is definitely not that type of person! Please chill out a little.
Emmy. Go back and have a good talk with Morgan. Donât have any misunderstandings with him!â
âMisunderstanding? What misunderstanding could there be? Itâs as if he never did those things at all Emmy got angrier and waved a waiter over, âGive me another glass of beer!â
âOkay
The water was just about to tum away when Larissa swiftly stopped him. âShe drank too much, you canât give her more.â
She was pretty much the boss of the hotel So. Larissaâs words were like a royal decree to the waiter, âYes. Ms. Seymourâ he said before leaving quickly.
âLarissa, why are you such a spoilsport? Emmy glared at Larissa with displeasure, while Larissa smiled apologetically as she sat next to Emmy, hooking her arm around the latter and telling her. âItâs late. Let me escort you back to your r o o m.â
Emmy had drunk quite a bit, so her speech was already a little slurred.
âI wonât go back! Her rejection was very decisive. âI donât want to see that fucking asshole, Morgan
âIâll move you to a different room. Larissaâs reaction time was always fast. âYou can sleep by yourself, and wonât be sharing with Morgan.â
Emmy thought about it with her head tilted to one side before conceding. âAlright.â
Larissa let out a sigh of reliet. She called the front desk and asked them to have a new room prepared.
Once she had sent Emmy to that room, she contacted Morgan and explained the situation to him.
Morgan thanked her repeatedly. âSo sorry to trouble you tonight, Larissa.â He sighed softly. Please donât take any terrible things Emmy has said to heartâ
âOh, no, no, Emmy was fine!â Larissa smiled, âBut-â She paused for half a second. âMorgan, please donât think of me as a busybody-but if you really care about Emmy, please stop contacting Yvette in the future; otherwise. Emmy will read too much into it.â
Morgan was silent for a moment. âI got it.â