The bar manager rushed down to help the person up." Young Master Ludwig!"
Everyone surrounded Keith in a tight circle.
Nicole snorted coldly while Keith trembled.
The surrounding people gossiped as they watched.
"It's over... Young Master Ludwig isn't someone who could be offended! He certainly won’t let go of this woman..."
"Yeah, will Young Master Ludwig call the police and falsely accuse her?"
"Manager, what should we do? Should we give this woman away?"
Keith struggled to open his eyelids and unlocked his phone.
"Call and ask my wife to pick me up... This song is very good. Don’t look for trouble!"
Keith could not afford to offend Nicole, so he had to disassociate himself from her.
At that thought, Keith somehow passed out.
The bar manager shuddered and picked up Keith's phone to make a call for someone to pick him up.
Nicole said in a cold and clear voice, "He’s divorced, so get his friend to come and pick him up.”
With that, she found Eric’s number on Keith's phone and threw it back to the bar manager.
She then took her bag and left the bar with Yvette.
The bar manager was apprehensive as he had some mental struggle on who to call. He called the contact named "Wifey” first.
However, it was disconnected in less than a ring.
It seemed like this man was really divorced.
The next thing he did was call Eric Ferguson.
Eric heard this and was not bothered with the drunken Keith, so he sent someone to pick Keith up and did not show up himself.
Once Nicole and Yvette came out of the bar, a cold gust of wind made them shiver.
The two ladies looked at each other and smiled.
"You're almost drunk. I'll send you home..." Yvette looked at the time and suddenly remembered that she did not drive. "Where’s your car?"
Nicole replied, "My driver sent me here."
Yvette blinked. 'What a coincidence... Me too!'
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