Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 1742

Jean took a sip of his cocktail and was in a good mood because he finally had a chance to get closer to Luca. "Yeah, she’s still in A City."

"I’m happy to hear that she's fine." Luca acted relieved.

The drinks were getting to his head. Jean looked at Luca with eyes full of fascination.

Luca was beautiful. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. All the conditions at that moment were excellent, so he knew he had to grasp the opportunity. "Come, cheers!"

Jean ordered another cocktail for her. Although his plan was deplorable, he had to do it to win over Luca. If he had some blackmail material, someone like Luca would have to obey him.

Luca took a sip of the cocktail.

Jean was satisfied. He was surprised at how submissive she was.

"Don't stress about it. Nina is not a child. She’s fine. There’s nothing to worry about." He comforted her.

Luca looked at Jean. He made it seem as though he knew everything about Nina. She felt confident and held her chin.

The move was a signal for Rain to indicate that she was almost done and could retreat at any time.

Rain whispered, "Got it."

At that moment, Jean noticed that Luca had been wearing earphones, so he asked curiously, "Luca, why do you have earphones on?"

"Oh, my earphones? I wore it at work and forgot to take it off," Luca explained with a smile but had no intention of taking it off. She raised her glass and changed the subject. "Thank you for telling me about Nina. I can't get in touch with her right now, so I'll need to trouble you to help me get in touch with her later."

"No problem." Jean agreed. Even though he knew he could not get in touch with Nina, he needed to have a grasp over Luca.

Luca continued to drink with him. No matter how well Jean could drink, he was no match for Luca, who had taken the special drug. After three rounds of drinking, he was already drunk.

"Luca, you’re so beautiful."

Luca listened to his compliment, smiled, and pretended to be drunk. "I can't drink anymore. That’s it for me tonight."

"I’m also there. I didn't expect you to be so good at drinking. You’re not bad. You can even compete with me." Jean burped, called for the waiter, and then handed over his credit card to settle the bill.

Luca looked at Jean's bright red face and felt a lot of emotions in her heart. After all these years, his rotten roots had not been eradicated.

He said that he liked her, but in the end, all he had in his mind were dirty thoughts...

"I've been in Russia where it’s a norm to drink. That's where I trained myself to drink," Luca explained as she took her last sip.

Jean smiled and raised his thumb in praise. "Impressive. You’re the only woman I know who can drink as much as me. You deserve to be admired by me."

After he finished speaking, Luca fell on the table and pretended to pass out.

She did not want to hear what Jean said nor did she want to respond to it.

Jean shook her arm. "Luca? Are you drunk?"

Luca closed her eyes, motionless.

Jean muttered to himself, "Looks like she's drunk. That’s good. I'll get a room in the hotel above. If you don't mind, I'll bring you up."

Luca kept quiet.

Jean took her silence as consent. After all, that was what he wanted as well.