Mr. Right, Spoil Me novel Chapter 89

“Mrs. Bask, thank god you are finally here. Come on! Mr. Bask was taken away by someone!”

Sandy shoved Sarah forward before the latter could see his face.

No one dared to be closed to her hearing the way Sandy called her: Mrs. Bask.

Sarah was in shock as well. She never heard Sandy calling her Mrs. Bask before because he wasn’t even allowed to do so, but she was too busy to care about small businesses like this.

“Didn’t you say that he’s drunk? Where is he?”

Sandy answered right away, “Right there! Right there!”

Just a second ago, Bianca escorted Mr. Bask into the lounge.

People from the crowd all backed up for them to get through. They kept hearing the name “Mrs. Bask”.

“Andrew Bask is married? His assistant kept calling her Mrs.”

“I heard that too.”

“What??”

Everyone here would remember Sarah Cox, who came all the way here with her slippers.

“Did he go to the bathroom?”

Sarah looked around lounge, wondering why she couldn’t find him in this tiny space.

Sandy was about to reply, meanwhile, two people appeared in their vision.

Bianca showed up with Andrew, with his one arm around her shoulder. Both Sarah and she were staggered.

Both fixed their eyes on each other. All the sudden, the atmosphere became heavy.

Sarah pursed her lips, quietly looking at Andrew’s arm on Bianca’s shoulder.

Bianca had no idea who this woman was, but when she felt the calmness and stern from Sarah’s gaze, she couldn’t help exposing her nervousness.

“Thank you so much Miss Brown. Mrs. Bask will take care of him,” Sandy said to Bianca and took hold of Andrew.

Sandy wanted to do that long ago, but he wasn’t able to break through the hindrance of the guards and the drinkers solely by himself. Only with the help from Sarah, could he save Andrew from falling into their hands.

“What? Mrs. Bask?” Bianca couldn’t believe what she just heard, as if it was something impossible.

“Yes indeed. This is Mrs. Bask. Please know your place, Miss Brown.”

“That’s not possible. He said he doesn’t have a girlfriend when I asked him a while ago,” said Bianca, breathing deeply and trying to hide her pounding heart by covering her chest. Confusion and heartbreak laid in her genuine eyes.

Sandy had delivered the drunk man to Sarah and spoke for the latter, “Of course he doesn’t have one cause he has a wife.”

Bianca froze. As much as she wanted to fight them and get the man back, she was not bold enough to do so. The only thing she was able to do was witnessing how they took Andrew from her.

“There’s no way, no way...” she kept murmuring.

Sarah gave all she had to carry Andrew, enduring the pungent smell of alcohol and soaked clothes that the man was wearing.

There was too much to take care of that she decided not to worry about what happened between Bianca and her man at the moment.

“May I help you, Mrs. Bask?” Sandy asked.

He was concerned about her, but it might seem weird to some lookers if Andrew was not escorted by his own wife.

Sarah had made her choice, “No, thanks.”

Without warning, Andrew started wiggling and messing around. He was probably uncomfortable with the way Sarah was carrying him. He shoved her to the side and leaned on the wall, with his eyes being half-close, breathing heavily.

“Andrew, would you come home with me?” Asked Sarah.