Chapter 373
“I do own this place!” Pearl straightened up and towered over Jenny, who was now visibly shorter than her.
Jenny’s smug expression vanished. “What do you mean?”
“I own this bar, and you’re making a scene here. Do you think I won’t throw you out?” Pearl enjoyed the annoyance she was causing Jenny
The atmosphere grew tense, and after Wayne had calmed Lynette down, he walked over.
Observing how close Jenny was sitting to Richard and how he didn’t push her away, Wayne’s disdain for Richard intensified. He whistled and said, “What are you doing here, Pea? I’ve been looking for you. The guy in the jersey seemed quite interested in you and asked me for your number, so I gave it to him.”
Richard stayed silent, but his hand balled into a fist.
“I was still feeling guilty about it, but considering how Richard is acting, I guess he wouldn’t mind, because he’s… fooling around too,” Wayne said, dripping with sarcasm.
Pearl felt disappointed by Richard’s lack of reaction. “Let’s go.”
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“Okay, that group is waiting for you.” Wayne grabbed Pearl’s arm, preparing to leave, when suddenly Richard stood up. His voice, though clear, carried a tinge of sadness as he said, “Let’s go home!”
Pearl froze, then scoffed. “I thought you’re not going home?”
Wayne chuckled. “Oh, that’s a shame.”
Jenny tried to stop Richard. “Why are you going home now, Rick?”
Ignoring her, Richard gazed at Pearl with quiet intensity. “Let’s go home.”
Pearl ignored him, chortled, and said, “Are you feeling jealous?”
“It’s not good for a girl to be out drinking so late.”
“Not jealous?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Wayne works for you.”
“Well, you should ignore me,” The smile on Pearl’s face disappeared as she turned around and smiled seductively at Wayne.” Let’s go. I’m not leaving here till I’m drunk”
Pearl walked away without sparing another glance at Richard.
“Don’t feel sad for a woman like that, Rick. I’ll always be here for you.” Jenny did all she could to sound supportive and looked. at Richard with pity.
However, Richard’s response was cold. “You should go home. Being caught late at a bar wouldn’t be good for your public image, I’m sure”
Jenny leaned in closer, glanced at the half-full glass of wine, checked the time, and then smiled. “I’m not leaving. I want to spend more time here with you”
“The drug would be kicking in soon,’ she thought.
