Chapter 3
This was the VIP lounge in the bar, and anyone who played here was either the rich or the dignitaries. Joel and his friends were the nobodies, and they did not dare to offend them.
After the vomiting, Cathryn still felt that her stomach was upset, so she immediately was sick again. Fortunately, she did not eat anything the whole night, so the only thing that was coming up was all the red wine.
She vomited on the man's expensive white shirt. His shirt was all red, like the color of blood. It looked as though the man's heart had been stabbed with a knife.
As soon as Joel saw that the situation was not going to turn out well on his behalf, he immediately turned around and ran away without waiting for the man to speak. He left Cathryn with the man. He didn't care, all he knew was that he had to get out there and fast.
Joel hurriedly rushed back into the room where his friends were, and they instantly started to ridicule him. He was gasping for air as he closed the door, Joel leaned against it. He slowly started to adjust his breathing.
Abigail looked at Joel, and immediately she knew something was wrong.
"What's wrong? And where did Cathryn go?"
Everyone strangely looked at him and asked the same thing.
Glancing at the people around him, Joel took over the wine in Abigail's hand and drank it.
"It's so disgusting," he said after moistening his throat. "Before we arrived at the room, Cathryn began to hold a strange man, and she kept vomiting on him, over and over again."
"How could you be such a coward and leave her there? I can't believe that you could do such a thing," said Abigail.
The short man who had coveted Cathryn for the whole night felt very regretful when he heard Joel's words.
"Bah! What? I had no desire to be with someone like that. She kept vomiting, it was disgusting and made me completely lose interest." Joel was very dissatisfied with the short man saying that he was cowardly. He shouted out to all of them, "You would have done the same thing."
Joel precisely understood in his heart that the man who had come out of the VIP room and from the way he was dressed, that he was not an ordinary person. This man was a person whom he did not dare to offend.
A young lady who had been standing by Joel surprised everyone when she spoke out about what she remembered. "Hey! Cassie told me that Jeremy Fox of The Stark Industries booked all the VIP rooms today," she said.
"Did you say The Stark Industries, which controls the high and new technology industry?" Abigail's face suddenly turned pale, and she knew very well that compared with The Stark Industries, they were entirely like tiny ants.
"Yes, Mr. Fox is a regular guest in our bar, and our boss always reserves VIP rooms for him. However, he usually books only one VIP room at a time, but somehow all the VIP rooms were booked by him today," another young lady said.
Hearing these words, not only Joel but also the other people were scared out of their wits. Abigail hurriedly pulled Joel onto the sofa and asked the lady at the door to lock the door.
"He didn't see your face, did he? Did he recognize you?" Abigail asked Joel. It was luck that Joel ran away just in time, and if he had been caught, the consequences would have been severe. She still remembered that the last time someone accidentally bumped into Jeremy, Jeremy immediately hit him in the head with a bottle. However, the man did not dare to resist at all.
"He did not see my face, but Cathryn..." Joel was worried that Cathryn would give them away.
"How can she sell us out when she is so drunk," said Abigail after she calmed down. "No need to worry, I gave her a pill to take, so even if they want to find out the truth, they will just think Cathryn is a prostitute."
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Cathryn, like spitting bubbles, had been vomiting four or five times in a row, so all the remaining wine in her stomach was gone. The alcohol was paralyzing her nerves. Cathryn burst into tears and grabbed the man who was in front of her, continually questioning him.
"You said that our hidden marriage was for your career, so you asked me to keep our marriage a secret. You said that this year was going to be a new year. You told me you would accompany me to meet my parents. You took it all from! You deceived me!" cried Cathryn.
The more Cathryn thought about it, the more she felt wronged. Finally, she buried her head in the man's arms and burst into tears. Under the anesthesia of alcohol, she didn't even notice that the man was half a head taller than Jordan. She just kept burying her head deeper and deeper in the man's arms and crying.
The cry of the woman echoed in the long corridor, and it was quite an ear-piercing. As the man looked down at the woman who was crying in his arms, he carefully looked at her eyebrows and eyes, and then her eyes slowly got deep.
"Keith, why don't you come in...Well, who is this?" said the man. Keith had been told that he wanted to go out for a breath of fresh air, and Jeremy was in the room waiting for him to return. He wondered what was taking him so long, so Jeremy went to look for him. To his surprise, when he opened the door, he saw a woman crying in his friend's arms. He had noticed that the high-grade custom suit on his friend was in a horrible mess, with the smell of a disgusting alcohol flavor.
Keith did not answer because he did not dare to confirm who she was. He did not want to upset Cathryn anymore than she already was.
"Arrange a room for me," Keith said as he looked up and glanced at Jeremy. His voice sank like an underground canyon.
Jeremy, who looked doubtful at the woman in Keith's arms, heard Keith's words, and his handsome face flushed with all kinds of expressions. Finally, the only thing that remained was the look of shock on his face.
"Gosh! I didn't think that you liked this type of woman? How heavy is your taste, Keith?"