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Slumdog Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162 Gerald, Run!

The moment Riley started to pee at the window, his live broadcast was instantly in chaos, and the bullet comments were rolling on the mobile phone.

A woman next to the mobile phone felt that something was wrong. She quickly ran over to take off the mobile phone and closed the live broadcast. However, the previous scene was still recorded by many viewers.

Gerald was dumbfounded.

He had seen many people go crazy from drinking, but it was the first time he had seen

such a scene.

So many people in seafood had seen it, and there was still a large group of people in the

broadcast room.

Ingrid blushed. She glared at Gerald and said, “It’s all your fault. So many people are watching us. Isn’t it embarrassing?”

Gerald said helplessly, “He has been asking for me to drink. I can’t help it. You can’t

blame me for this.”

Ingrid was helpless.

Indeed, it had always been Riley asking for Gerald to drink, and Gerald could do nothing

about it.

However, no one had expected that Gerald was so good at drinking. Even now, when

Riley was somewhat confused, Gerald was still sober.

Ingrid said with worry, “Then what should we do now?”

“The employees of seafood are here,” Gerald said.

Yes, the people in seafood had all gone crazy.

This was the first time they had encountered someone drunk and went to pee next to the

window. Countless people watched it.

How could the other guests eat when someone was peeing here?

Many employees hurriedly came up. Some were mopping the ground, and some were

going to stop Riley.

Riley seemed to be almost done peeing. He had a comfortable look on his face. Then he tilted his neck to see Ingrid and the others looking at him. He asked in surprise, “Hey, why did you come to the men’s toilet?”

“Mr. Steer,” The waiter at seafood hurriedly said, “This isn’t the toilet…”

“I want to poo-poo,” At this time, Riley suddenly said.

“What the fuck.” People were stunned.

“Sir, the toilet is over There. Can I take you there?” The people in the restaurant were about to explode.

After peeing, this guy wanted to shit in public…

“This is… the toilet,” Riley said willfully, “Do you know… who I am? Today… I am going to shit here… Nobody can stop me.”

The waiter hurriedly went over to stop him.

At this time, Riley revealed a comfortable feeling of enjoyment. Following that, a stench, spread out from his body.

“It’s so comfortable.”

He… shitted in his pants.

Gerald was dumbfounded. This was even more exciting than watching a TV show.

Ingrid could not wait any longer. She quickly took out her phone and made a call. She said, “Uncle, come and help. Send this guy home.”

Soon, a middle-aged man came over and looked at Riley who was on the ground. He frowned but did not care that Riley was very disgusting now. He patted Riley’s neck. Riley, who was still drunk, opened his eyes and then fainted happily.

“Uncle, send him back home, please. I will send you his address,” Ingrid said quickly.

Gerald was also looking at this middle-aged man. Obviously, he was sent by the Maddox family to protect Ingrid. Hearing Ingrid’s words, he frowned.

said again.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, “Okay, I will send him back first. I will be back

soon.”

After saying that, he carried Riley on his back, took Riley’s mobile phone and selfie

stick, and ran out with Riley on his back.

Around them, people were gossiping, and many people were looking in their direction.

Ingrid felt that she could not stay any longer. She hurriedly paid the bill and left with

Daphne and the others.

“Are you still going to play?” Daphne asked.

“Forget it. I have to get up early tomorrow morning to take the plane,” Ingrid said, “I

have to go home and tidy up first.”

“Alright,” Daphne said, “Then after the holiday, I will come back to Washington to play

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