Chapter 1095
Xyla lifted her head and offered Marione a smile, “You know me the best, Marione.” Howard lifted the glass and said, “Alright, alright. Our food is getting cold. Let’s eat while we talk.”
The rest of the people lifted their glasses and offered each other a toast. The dinner lasted for two hours. Everyone had drunk some wine, and they had a lot of fun together.
Xyla was able to hold her liquor, but when she reached her limit, she would get lightheaded. She tripped herself when she was walking toward the entrance, and Howard hurriedly went forward to support her. “You’re not drunk, are you?” She waved her hand and said, “Yeah, don’t worry. I’m still sober.”
Howard grabbed her shoulder. “Let me send you back.”
Before Xyla could say anything, another hand pulled her away from Howard’s hand out of nowhere. She stumbled a few steps back and fell into the incoming man’s arms. “She doesn’t need you to send her back.
Xyla was momentarily stunned before she lifted her head to look at the man behind her. She became sober and exclaimed, “It’s you!?”
Yorrick did not say anything in return. He just ordered his bodyguard to get his car.
Howard looked at him and asked, “May I ask about the relationship between you and Xyla, Mr. Hathaway?” Yorrick let out a smile and grabbed her into his arms. “What do you think?” When Xyla struggled to free herself from his embrace, he pressed her head harder toward his chest and brought her away.
They went into the elevator, and it took Xyla a lot of strength to push him away. She stumbled a few steps and rammed toward the wall. “Are you insane?”
Yorrick pressed the button, and the elevator started going down. He looked at the woman, who reeked of booze, but he did not say anything.
Xyla was struck by a dizzy spell and squatted down. When the door of the elevator was opened, Yorrick went forward and pulled her up from the floor.
The bodyguard was already waiting in the car. He shoved her into the backseat, and Xyla suddenly sat up straight. She combed through her hair with her fingers and said,” Are you trying to kill me, Yorrick?” “I hope I can do that as well.” He closed the door and ordered the bodyguard to start the car.
The bodyguard gazed at him through the rear mirror and asked, “Mr. Hathaway, are we sending Ms. Mayweather back to her house or-”
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