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Chapter 1545
Jackie narrowed his eyes. He lifted his glass and clinked with Violet. “Are you trying to
get me drunk before we even start eating anything?”
After taking a sip, she said, “You have a driver to send you home. Are you still afraid of
getting drunk?”
He looked at her through the glass and continued. “ You’re going to get me drunk, and
then you’ll dump me on the street so that I can make it to the headlines tomorrow.”
Violet was rendered speechless. She didn't have that in mind, but the desire to get him
drunk and make a fool of him was real.
Jackie ran the tip of his finger over the rim of the glass and lifted his eyelids. “Seems
like my guess is correct?”
Violet put the glass down and said, “I won't go that far.”
He chuckled and said calmly, “Then let’s see if you can get me drunk or not, my dear
sister.”
She felt challenged. “Sure. We’ll see.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe night was getting darker, and the neon light was shining despondently on the
empty streets.
A small black car slowly drove through the intersection.
Violet was half drunk, she turned to look at Jackie, who was leaning against the back of the seat without moving and
moved closer to him. she patted his cheek and said, "Mr. Clifford?"
When Jackie did not give her any response, she became happier as she said, “That's it? And you said you wouldn't
get drunk? You're a descendant of the Cliffords, yet you can't drink as well as a woman.”
The driver looked at them through the rear mirror but did not say anything.
When Violet realized the car was stopped outside the Clifford mansion instead of her house, she asked, “ Are you
not going to send me back first?”
The driver replied matter-of-factly, “I can’t carry Mr. Clifford on my own.”
Violet measured him up and down after what he said. ‘He’s quite muscular, but he can’t carry Jackie on his own?’
The driver felt uncomfortable at her gaze. He looked toward the back seat and said, “It’s getting late, why don’t you
stay for a night here, Ms. Lovegood?”
Since she had a room at Cliffords’ residence, Violet decided to let the driver go and said, “Alright, then.”
Violet opened the door to the backseat, and the driver carried Jackie out of the car. Suddenly, Jackie fell toward
Violet, and she nearly lost her balance. Fortunately, the driver reacted quickly and pulled Jackie back.
Violet clicked her tongue, she did not expect Jackie couldn’t hold his liquor at all.
He could barely stand.
She worked with the driver and carried him into the house. When they arrived at his room, the driver said, “I’ll leave
Mr. Clifford in your hands.”
“Hey, wait—”
Before she could finish her sentence, the driver left.
She nearly fell to the floor since half of Jackie's weight was on her. After carrying him with difficulty into his
bedroom, he suddenly reached out and held her in his arms.
Violet was stunned, “what are you...”
She lost her balance, and both of them fell onto the bed.
Jackie buried his head into her neck, and she trembled, she tried to push him away but to no avail.
“Jackie, wake up! ” She tried to wake him up, but he remained unresponsive. He lay on top of her, and it seemed to
her that he had fallen asleep.
Since Violet couldn’t move at all, she stopped struggling.
The faint fragrance on his shirt smelled good. After marrying Jackie, she noticed that he
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdid not like to wear perfume like other rich people.
Instead, his body was emanating a faint scent that came either from the laundry
detergent or from the body wash.
He was somewhat similar to Jacob in this aspect.
Jacob never used any perfume.
Violet suddenly snapped herself back to reality and tried to push Jackie away by placing
her hands on his shoulders. “You’re so heavy. Hurry up and get off me.”
It took her a lot of effort to push him away from her. Just when she sat up, he pulled her
into his arms again, startling her.
“Jackie, what...”
“You’re so noisy.”
Jackie frowned but did not open his eyes. His breathing was heavy, and his cheeks
were tinged with red because of the alcohol.
Violet struggled for a bit and said, “Can you get off me?”
He tightened his arms and went closer to put his forehead on hers. “You did it on
purpose...”
She was stunned and didn't catch the second half of his sentence. "I did what on
purpose?”
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