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Chapter 52
Chapter 52
Chapter 52 Emrys Storming in
Randal was livid.
“Wait, that doesn’t make sense.” Claire questioned, “You said the rich, handsome man from yesterday
is your younger brother. In that case, why does he need a job at Jadeborough Hospital?”
“That’s…” Caylie was stumped.
Meanwhile, Randal went into deep thought. Oh yeah. If her brother is rich, he can have any job he
wants. He doesn’t need her to ask me for a job. This means she must be lying. Haha, there’s still a
chance she may get together with me!
When his train of thought ended there, he felt giddy.
However, he couldn’t show it on his face. Otherwise, people would think he had a cuckold fetish.
“I don’t care why you want to improve your relationship with me. However, it’s not impossible.” Randal
paused before turning to his colleague. “Give her hell!”
“Okay!” His colleague immediately poured liquor into a dozen of glasses on the ground.
“Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. If you can finish all of them, everything will be open to
discussion,” snèered Randal.
Caylie paled instantly as she stared at the glasses.
It was torture for her as she had never had liquor before.
When Claire saw Caylie frozen in place, she snickered. “Is your resolve to ask Mr. Hubbard for help
that weak?”
Grimacing, Caylie started thinking about leaving. Hence, she turned to the middle–aged man beside
Randal with a pleading look.
The man was Randal’s dad, Patrick.
He stayed quiet because he didn’t want to interfere with the youngsters‘ matters.
Caylie turned to him because she hoped he would help her out on the account that they had worked
together.
However, he chose to ignore her.
Despair filled her heart as her phone rang.
When Caylie answered the call, she heard Emrys speaking. “Why is Apricot Hall closed today, Caylie?
Where did you go?”
He wanted to help her out, but when he arrived at Apricot Hall, he saw the doors were closed, and she This is from NôvelDrama.Org.
was nowhere to be seen.
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Chapter 52 Emrys Storming in
“I’m at Fusion House right now. I’m kind of busy at the moment, so I’ll call you back later.” Then she
ended the call.
A cold look entered Emrys‘ eyes. While she didn’t reveal anything, I could tell her voice was trembling.
Also, I can hear someone say. Is this how you should act when asking someone for help? Taking a call
while you’re supposed to be drinking? This must mean someone is forcing her to drink!
“D*mmit! If anything happens to her, I’m going to murder whoever’s responsible!” he roared as he
pulled the air and transformed his b*dy into a terrifying stream of light before flying toward Fusion
House.
Meanwhile, Caylie really wanted to leave the scene. However, she mustered up the courage to
continue when she thought about how she hadn’t done anything for Emrys yet. I must help him for he
has finally returned after disappearing for fifteen years. Crap! It’s just a dozen glasses of liquor. I can do
this for Rys.
Tremblingly, she lifted her first glass of liquor.
Randal who was sitting from across sneered while Patrick watched silently.
As for Claire, she couldn’t wait to watch Caylie get drunk and humiliate her.
In fact, she couldn’t help but approach Caylie. “Why are you taking so long to drink? If you don’t have
the guts to drink, I can help you out!”
Immediately, she grabbed the glass and was about to pour some liquor into Caylie’s mouth when
someone kicked the door open.
Boom!
In the next second, Emrys stormed into the room furiously.
Silence filled the air.
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