After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 1157

Chapter 1157 Side Story: Scheming

On the street, Dominic paced back and forth in front of the car, growing increasingly impatient.

From a distance, Alistair's figure appeared in the darkness. He hurried over and said, "Why did it take you so long? You even took off your mask and hat. Are you afraid that no one will recognize you?"

He lowered his head and noticed Alistair's slightly unbuttoned shirt. "You're not even dressed properly. Are you complaining about your low popularity and trying to stir up a Twitter storm?"

Alistair refuted, "It's just because you were pushing me so hard that I forgot when I came out. Hurry up and lend me a hand."

Dominic was also afraid. Every second of delay increased the risk of being caught by paparazzi, so he immediately helped to open the car door.

Alistair carefully placed the intoxicated Molly onto the back seat of the car and sat down beside her. He then put his arm around her shoulder, allowing her to lean on his head for comfort, and took care of her with all his heart.

Dominic rushed into the clubhouse and helped Alistair retrieve his coat, mask, and hat before he got in the car.

"Go to Lyre Spiti first."

"Okay," the driver responded, making a U-turn at the next intersection.

The car was inevitably bumpy while driving, and Molly had drunk too much alcohol, causing her stomach to churn and toss inside.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she began to struggle with uncontrollable dry heaves.

Alistair's face immediately changed, "Quickly bring the emergency kit, hurry!"

Dominic in the front row frantically searched for a medical vomit bag and handed it to Alistair.

Alistair skillfully used a vomit bag to help Molly catch her vomit.

He helped Molly pat her back while making sure she didn't vomit. Then, with a frown, he quickly tied up the vomit bag and threw it into the small trash can in the car.

There were wine stains around her lips, and he fetched a wet wipe to patiently clean Molly up.

The girl's face, about the size of a palm, was flushed with a rosy hue. Her long eyelashes fluttered as she tilted her head slightly and gazed at the boy beside her with a dazed expression. Her coquettish smile gradually became somewhat frivolous.

"Hey handsome, do you have a girlfriend?"

Alistair knew she was about to start acting crazy again, so he naturally replied, "No, my first love is still there. Sister, do you want to be my girlfriend?"

In the front row, Dominic rolled his eyes in a nonchalant manner.

Here came Alistair, a boy who always used tricks and schemes.

"Oh, little brother, you're so innocent."

In the back seat, the girl's fair hand wandered over Alistair's Adam's apple and collarbone, teasing his chest and abdominal muscles through his shirt.

He remained unmoved, regardless of how she "insulted" him, without any resistance or resentment.

As she spoke, crystal tears uncontrollably fell from her eyes. With a pouty lip and a small whimper, Molly was clearly upset.

Alistair felt his heart ache as he gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips. "This isn't your fault. He's just taking out his negative emotions on you because he's too weak to handle them himself. A man who can only lash out like that is nothing but a coward."

"You should have cut your losses and broken up with him, and come be with me instead."

Her cheeks were flushed as she leaned against Alistair's neck for comfort. Her voice was soft and sweet when she asked him, "What's your name?"

"Alistair," he replied.