Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face novel Chapter 30

Everyone agreed. After drinking a glass of wine, Emily's whole face turned red, and the mobile phone in her bag was muted. It was ringing all the time, and she did not hear it. She concentrated on shuffling.

This time, she didn't believe that she could be so unlucky.

"Twenty one."

"Twenty one."

"Twenty one."

"Twenty one."

Damn it! Emily almost jumped up just now. She made it to twenty one and she would not lose. But in this next round, it was her who distributed the cards. Why were they all twenty one? What the hell?

"What do you think, sister-in-law? Do you want to continue?" This time, it was not enough to let no one drink.

"Of course. Come on." Emily continued to shuffle the cards. The next few results showed that the three boys finally were not twenty one points every time, but they were all higher than her.

After drinking one glass after another, her little face completely turned into a monkey's butt, and she began to become unconscious.

"Ha ha, I'm so happy to lose. Drink, drink, continue to drink, quickly shuffle, let's continue." Emily was totally drunk and kept holding the glass to her mouth when she lost.

"That's enough. Stop drinking." James took the wine glass from her hand and drank the rest.

"Why did you steal my wine, you bad guy?"

"Ha ha, look at the young couple. They love each other so much. Jim, at first, I thought you would fight against your family to the end and object to the marriage. But now it seems that you have a crush on her." Charles was very accurate in judging people, especially when it came to relationships. As a man who had experienced a lot in love, he could not be wrong.

"Don't talk nonsense. It's not true." James didn't have the confidence to defend himself.

"Well, it's not true? Even Henry can tell, okay? It's rare that you care about a girl. What about your little princess, Fiona? Don't you love her very much? " It suddenly occurred to Charles that super cute and clingy little princess Fiona.

She used to stay with James all the time. Recently, he heard that she was sent abroad in order not to destroy the engagement ceremony of Jim.

He missed her a little. The little girl chased after him every day and called him sweetly, "Brother Charles."

"Who says I care about her? Can't you see that I'm acting? I want all of you to think that I'm a very obedient Prince and listen to my parents' arrangement. "

"Well, Jim, don't brag. There inner you is very different from what you show. Don't think we don't know." Charles went straight to the point. They had been brothers for so many years had he knew him like the back of his hands.

"What are you talking about? Why are there so many of you? " Suddenly, Emily raised her head and looked at them with her bright eyes, curiously asking about their discussion.

"Sister-in-law, if you are drunk, just lie in your fiancé's arms and have a good sleep. We have something to talk about." Charles pressed Emily back into James' arms.

"My brother knows me well. I had planned to ruin my engagement, but I suddenly changed my mind." He lowered his head and took a look at Emily who was mumbling with a red face in his arms.

"You don't have to say that. We all understand. Well, it's late now. Let's go. Don't forget that I came back specially for your engagement. If you really can't get engaged, why should I come back? You let me come back. Of course I know what that means." Charles patted him on the shoulder and said with a snicker.

He was looking forward to what the arrogant young master would look like after he had a fiancée.

"Come on, buddy. We support you." Henry also patted him on the shoulder, nodded and stood up, then followed Charles out of the private room.

"Hey, don't leave. Let's continue drinking." Suddenly, Emily jumped up and reached out her hand to ask the two friends who had just left.

"Stop drinking! Look at yourself!" James picked up her soft body and stood up helplessly.

"Young master, shall we go back? It's ten o'clock in half an hour. " Murphy reminded.

"I know. I'll drive her home first." It was rare for James to be so kind. If she hadn't been drunk, he wouldn't have sent her back in person.

Murphy was driving the car in the front. In the back seat, James was holding the babbling Emily and looking out of the window at the night scene helplessly.

"Wow, handsome guy! Your face is so smooth and tender, just like a boiled egg." The more Emily touched him, the more excited she became. She stretched out her little hand and kept rubbing his face.

Pursing his lips, Murphy tried hard to suppress his desire to laugh. If others knew that His Highness was molested by a girl casually, he would definitely be laughed to death.