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Chapter 1664
After taking merely a sip, Stella put the glass down and sank into contemplation.
The bartender recognized her. There were a few reasons for this. First, she was easy on the eyes. Moreover, she
had bragged about her husband being a top-tier tycoon the last time she was there. Third, the bartender realized
that Stella was telling the truth when he saw Keegan arriving in a Bugatti to pick her up. Such events call for an
unforgettable night.
With evening still a bit away, the pub wasn't overly crowded. The bartender was busy cleaning his barware and
struck up a conversation with Stella. "Would you like me to call your husband and ask him to pick you up?”
Stella was taken aback. "You know my husband?"
"You were here last time and were quite intoxicated. I called him to come here and get you." Stella had given him
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKeegan's phone number that night.
However, she did not recall that at all. All she remembered was being very drunk and engaging in some
embarrassing antics.
Keegan had taken photos of that incident to blackmail her. Even though he consistently asserted that she had taken
those photos herself, Stella believed that he was lying.
She always assumed that she had a high alcohol tolerance and that she had never gotten drunk before. However,
she had little recollection of what happened that night.
Stella suddenly became curious. "When did he come to pick me up?" she asked in a low voice.
"I called him, and he arrived in a few minutes. You were really drunk. You kept talking nonsense and even wanted to
trade your diamond ring for more alcohol. He seemed a bit unhappy, but he didn't scold you. He looked intimidating
but seemed to have a good temper."
'Did he just say that Keegan had a good temper? Now that's a first,' thought Stella.
From the bartender's perspective, Keegan's lack of anger and condemnation when dealing with Stella could be seen
as him having a good temper. He even paid for the bill and took her home despite being in the midst of a divorce.
Stella leaned on the bar, turned her head to look at the cocktail in front of her, and said, "My husband can't handle
alcohol. He doesn't like drinking; the smell makes him uncomfortable. He often blacks out after two drinks. But our
house has a huge wine cellar."
The bartender laughed and said, "Is it because you like drinking?"
Stella was stunned for a moment, and it took her a while to come back to her senses. She lowered her eyes and
said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, I do."
She had always wondered why Keegan, who did not like to drink, would build a wine cellar to store alcohol.
She thought that Keegan kept those well-known wines to give away as gifts. So, sometimes, when Keegan angered
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmher, she would vent her frustrations by opening up his wine. She would taste test many bottles of wine while waiting
for Keegan to get mad and confront her.
However, Keegan never cared. He even asked her which one tasted better.
She thought that Keegan was deliberately provoking her and adding fuel to the fire.
Now that she thought about it, Keegan probably did not think that far, considering his emotional intelligence. The
only person he gifted wine to was Wenham. Stella had been the one consuming the rest of his collection.
'So, it's true. Keegan didn't store the wine to give them away; he stored them because I like to drink.' Stella closed
her eyes and was afraid to think about Keegan's face. Every time she thought about him, her chest ached
uncontrollably.
As the sky gradually darkened, more people began to fill the pub.
There were several empty glasses in front of Stella. She was sitting in the corner and slouching on the table. She
seemed to have closed off the noise in her surroundings.
As the place became crowded, Stella found it no longer suitable for her to stay. She sat up and asked the
bartender," How much do I owe you?"
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