Twenty minutes later, Babur arrived at the door of the hotel room where Dixon, Lenard, and Jarvis were. As soon as he opened the door, he was startled by an overwhelming smell of alcohol. The white-haired man covered his nose and took a few steps back, "Holy shit. What's going on? Are you guys soaking in the bathtub of alcohol?"
Dixon pointed at Jarvis, "He's hopeless."
Jarvis was in a semi-conscious state at the moment. Babur frowned when he looked at Jarvis, "Be careful of gastric bleeding."
"So what?"
Jarvis clenched his fingers with red eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Queenie won't care or blink even if I have gastric cancer!"
Lenard did not read the room and added without thinking, "Why would Queenie care about you? As far as I know, doesn't she have a boyfriend?"
Dixon and Babur covered their faces in unison. Oh, God... Lenard's remarks were too harsh...
Saying something like that at a time like this was like dropping a bomb in Jarvis' ear. Jarvis sprang up and grabbed Lenard's shirt. He shouted at Lenard with bloodshot eyes, almost in a hissing tone, "When did you know?
"You... You didn't just find out recently, did you?"
Lenard took a look at Jarvis' expression and felt he was making a bit of a fuss, "I thought you knew about it long ago. Queenie and Leon have definitely been together for more than six months. I saw them together six months ago..."
Half a year ago... Since half a year ago, Queenie had been together with another man!
It turned out that the freedom he gave her was her passport to indulge herself. He suffered and missed her so much, but she turned around and easily fell in love with someone else!
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