The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon by Cheryl Rice novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125 

Chapter 125 

Amid an awkward atmosphere, Lula picked up a bottle of vintage wine and poured herself a full glass. 

“Mr. Delbert, Miss Harriet, I did something wrong in the morning. I want to apologize to you here,” she said, swallowing her pride. 

When she looked at Delbert, she wore a smile on her face. But when it came to Harriet, her expression became subtle, holding a hint of resentment deep in her 

eyes. 

She didn’t forget how she had ended up in the hospital earlier. 

The scar was still visible on her forehead, concealed by the foundation. It served as a constant reminder that she must return this grudge in full. 

“What if I don’t want to forgive you?” Harriet said, having no intention of forgiving. 

She didn’t even pay Lula any attention. 

The atmosphere in the private room became even more tense. 

“Delbert, do something about your woman,” Marc said, trying to ease the tension. 

As the organizer of the gathering, he didn’t want to see everyone fighting each other. 

Unfortunately, his words only made the situation worse. 

Everyone looked at him with different expressions. 

The sadness in Molly’s eyes became thicker and would not dissipate no matter 

what. 

“It’s alright, Marc. To show my sincerity in apologizing, I’ll drink three cups first. “Lula pretended to be understanding, smiled slightly, and continued drinking. 

She had a good tolerance for alcohol, but after drinking three cups, she pretended to be weak and fell into Marc’s arms. 

Marc instinctively glanced at Molly, who remained silent and uninterested. 

Upon hearing that, she didn’t even bat an eyelid. 

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It somehow gave Marc a stifling feeling. He looked down at Lula and stiffened. 

The air was heavy with Lula’s perfume, something not as pleasant as Molly’s subtle scent. He felt an itch in his nose and wanted to sneeze. 

“Sorry, I can’t drink anymore. Miss Harriet, forgive my earlier words,” Lula said daintily. 

Harriet, nestled in Delbert’s arms, observed her with a cold stare. 

Lula could hold liquor, and her act couldn’t fool Harriet. 

Marc understood that if Harriet stood firm, Delbert would side with her. 

He’d heard Lula explain the situation over the phone earlier. She had clashed with Harriet over her mother and consequently offended Delbert. 

‘It isn’t a big deal. Why does Harriet insist on fussing over it?‘ He wondered. 

Harriet was deliberately making things difficult, which greatly dissatisfied him.