Even a baby that was supposed to be aborted could be weaponized by Vanessa as an opportunity to seal the marriage. Her plan was airtight; even if it falled, she still had a backup plan. If Alexander hadn’t known about all this earlier, Courtney would’ve probably been blamed for the entire brouhaha: she wouldn’t have been able to escape the accusations once she was pinned as the scapegoat.
Alexander looked back to gaze at Courtney, who was currently blackout drunk and completely unaware of anything. He mentally heaved a sign of relief for her.
She was usually very smart; why did she drop her guard during a situation like this? Was she supposed to just take every drink tossed her way?
As he thought things over, Courtney suddenly lifted a leg and spread it across Alexander’s legs.
His expression shifted, but before he could push her leg away, her arm smacked onto him, wrapping itself around his shoulders. She ended up sitting on him, having hauled herself into his lap. She had his face in her hands as she asked drunkenly, “Who are you?”
The corners of Alexander’s mouth twitched, and he forced some words through his clenched teeth. “Courtney, let go of me.”
Clearly, trying to talk sense into a drunk person was not a wide decision. As soon as he spoke, Courtney smacked his face; her alcohol-scented breath blew directly on him.
“Oh, it speaks too!”
Alexander was so sick of the scent of alcohol that he was tempted to roll down the window and hurl her out of the car. However, she ramped up her antics. As she sucked in a breath, she flung her arms around his neck and wriggled.
“It’s so hot!”
All Alexander could feel as she squirmed around was a tightening sensation below his belt. His body was reacting to her.
“Courtney.” His voice now had a deep raspiness to it as he pinned her, stopping her from moving. “Stop wriggling.”
However, she didn’t think she was doing anything inappropriate. She bent lower and pressed her neck against Alexander’s face; it was as though this was the only way the fire burning in her body could be extinguished.
With them now touching skin-to-skin, Alexander’s expression tightened. The hands around her waist, which had been supporting her weight, now had a stiffness to them. He had no idea where he should put his hands.
The driver looked at the backseat through his rearview mirror. Shock entered his eyes, and he didn’t dare to continue peeking.
Alexander’s hushed voice sounded out from the backseat.
“Take us straight to Royal Park Manor.”
The chauffeur got the hint and promptly slammed on the gas, zooming toward their destination.
The moment they reached home, Alexander’s butler and domestic servants surged over.
“Where’s Cameron?” Alexander asked. “Young Master, Miss Miller sald that it was getting late. She left with Tina not long ago.”
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