Emily also knew that she could get half the battle if she could make him happy today, but the man in front of her was really disgusting. She had no choice but to bite the bullet, picked up the glass of wine in front of her, and drank it.
“Miss Morris is a really good drinker. I think we would get drunk after a while.” Mr. Gray sitting opposite said with a smile. He kept staring at Emily’s low-cut collar.
After drinking this glass, Emily could feel something really strange. She felt so giddy and couldn’t exert her strength at all. She couldn’t even lift her hand up to stop Mr. Fox.
Mr. Fox was the bellwether among all the people in this room. They all needed to submit themselves to his direction. Some of them saw Mr. Fox was winking at them, so they all got up to leave.
Emily felt nervous all of a sudden. This bastard must have added some drug in her glass. Feeling things were in a bad way, she used all her strength to push the fat hand off her back.
Mr. Fox noticed what she did just now, so he stopped pretending to cater to her and became atrocious. He pulled Emily to the sofa, “You bitch want to go even after entering my room? Where do you want to go?”
“Fuck off.”
Emily kicked him on his round beer belly and wanted to get up.
Mr. Fox was chubby. He fell down on the ground after being kicked by Emily. He covered his belly with one hand, and dragged her with the other.
Emily’s left shoe was pulled off by him. He stretched out his hand to pull her hair again. Emily could feel her head hurt a lot.
“Bang…” The wine on the table was brought down by her and spilled all over the ground. She also fell down.
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