Chapter 675

He shouldn't have heard of it.

"You heard this number when you were checking me back then?" Alice said while standing there.

At that time, William had scouted so many people, and had continuously checked who drugged him. But in the end, all of evidences turn out to her because Rosanna lied.

"What do you mean?"

William squinted his eyes.

"Because Group C, Number 8 is me." Alice said.

At that time, she and Rosanna had gotten on the cruise and worked as waitresses. They all wore hairpins.

Hearing that, William raised his hand, staring at the hairpin on top of it,"This can't be the thing you left seven years ago, right? Then they really don't like cleanliness. What kind of crappy place hasn't been tided up for so many years?"

She had worn it before, so he suddenly found the hairpin pleasing to the eye.

William rarely saw her wearing anything like hairpins, so he flung the hairpin in his hand, "What, you like hairpins? I'll buy a bunch for you!"

Alice stood in front of him and pursed her lips, "Do you know where I found this hairpin?" "Where?"

"Under the nightstand in that room, and I don't know why the thing stick on to the nightstand." Alice said, "I only found out after you asked the waiter to clear all the furniture."

William's original room had not been cleaned in seven years. Only now did this hairpin fall out.

Just as she finished speaking, William jumped up from the bed and stood in front of her. He glared at her with his eyes wide opened, "What did you say?"

"You said this hairpin is yours. Did you find it in my room?" William held onto the red hairpin tightly, and a small cluster of red fur fell down.

"Why would this hairpin appear there? But I believe that everything can be ...!"

"I knew it was you that night!"

William roared, interrupting her words.

Alice subconsciously covered her ears.

What?

"I knew it was you!" his face was full of excitement, as if he had discovered a new continent, "I already said that my judgement couldn't be wrong, so you were the one who slept with me on the cruise seven years ago!"

She was the one who slept with him?

"But that's impossible."

Alice tried to explain to him but William was too excited to do so. He grabbed her and fiercely kissed her twice on the face, then loosened his tie and threw the hairpin on the bed, "How could I, William, make a mistake! That night was you!" "William.."

"That's you! You were the one on my bed!"

"No, it's ..."

"Sure enough, I have already slept with you! Therefore, I have never been mistaken! " William walked to the door, opened it, and said to Daniel who was standing outside: "Go to the pub and pay the three days' wine bill!"

Daniel looked at William in shock and lowered his head, "Yes, Young Master." The young master seemed very happy.

"William!"

Alice frowned, being hugged and kissed once again by William, but she was already unable to stop the excited William, who pinched her chin, and bit her lips, "Alice, why are you so cute?"

"William, listen to me!"

"Alice, I love you so much!" William hugged her tightly, his slender fingers sliding on her back. His voice was so magnetic, "Since today is so happy, let's go to bed."

Alice was exasperated as she tried to explain. He couldn't wait to find the zipper on her evening dress, "Let's go over it again!"

Go over again.

Who wants to go over it again.

When William lifted her up, she couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "Put me down!"

William stared at her, "What are you roaring for? It's all broken."

If she didn't shout, would he be able to hear her voice?

Alice, who was in his embrace, said with a poker face, "William, can you listen to me?"

"What are you going to say? Let's talk on the bed!"

William said, and threw her onto the bed.

"Why are you so excited?" Alice struggled a few times, but did not try to struggle free. She looked at him with an unknown gaze, "I thought that when you saw this, you would once again suspect that I was the one who drugged you."

He had become so excited.

She was speechless.

"What does it matter if you drugged me or not?" William lowered his eyes to look at her, and asked ambiguously while holding her lips.

"Didn't you say that this is the most shameful thing that you would ever do in your life?"

A grown man was drugged and raped.

Just as they mentioned Rosanna before they came, he still wanted to kill Rosanna as soon as possible.

Hearing this, William smirked wickedly, and his black eyes were filled with a doting smile, "Alice, sometimes you seem to be quite smart, but sometimes why do you stay so thoroughly?"

"No wonder both of the children had lower IQ than me. You balanced them out." Hey, it's one thing to look down on her, but other to even look down on their children. Alice was a little depressed, "What do you mean?"

William bullied her, his black eyes staring deeply at her. His gaze exposed his lust, and he said with a pampering tone, "Even if it was you who drugged me that night, what shame did I have? I thought you were flirting with me! Why don't I find some medicine for next time and remember it?"

What's there to remember? Who would remember such a thing?

Alice pursed his lips, wanting to explain something, but William's kiss once again came down. He repeatedly kissed her lips, depriving of her breath. Alice struggled, but she was still unable to avoid William's kiss.

She placed both hands on his chest and turned her head, trying to find a breath to say, "But it really wasn't me that night. I swear!"

"I don't care!"

He was silently admitting it.

William continued to kiss her.

"William, you don't believe me again, do you? When did I ever lie to you about such a thing?" Alice blurted out.

With that, William's lips stopped at the side of her face. A pair of black eyes became even deeper as they stared at her with a heavy gaze.

He got off her and took off his shoes. He squatted on the bed and looked at her." Ok, tell me what you found."

"It couldn't have been me that night." Alice said, "I have absolutely no impression. Furthermore, I heard Rosanna and Mary talking to each other with my own ears. Rosanna fainted you, and tried to rape you, only to be told by you in your half conscious state that you wanted to kill her."

William squatted there, his face completely black. "Take off 'rape'!"

"Oh."

Alice tidied up the skirt, sat up, and analyzed seriously: "So, it couldn't have been me that night."

"Maybe Rosanna was lying in front of Mary."

"Why?"

"I don't care!" Why would he want to know why the woman lied? What did it have to do with him?

Alice bit her lips and said, "William, are you trying to clean the relationship between you and Rosanna? Uh, okay, then it has nothing to do with her. Just leave it to me."

She suddenly realized that William did not want to know the truth. He only cared that he was drugged by a woman.

Since that was the case, then she shouldn't be too fussy about it.

Seven years ago, there was nothing to find out.

"What do you mean? I have no relationship with her to begin with! " William was not happy with her tone, which was as if she was comforting a little kid. He picked up the hairpin and stared at her, "Then tell me now, what happened to this hairpin?"

"I can explain that."

Alice said.

"Speak!"

William,now, would definitely investigate what happened seven years ago again.

"Is that room really closed for seven years? Could someone have left it there today?" Alice asked.

William snorted disdainfully at her thoughts, extended his hand, and grabbed her, walking away, "Follow me!"

"Where to?"

Alice looked at him in confusion. She was brought down the flight of stairs by William, and stood in the middle of the stairs. He held Alice's hand and exclaimed, "Look for yourself!"

Alice followed his gaze and looked down, only to see people coming and going below. Some were at gambling tables, some were drinking wine at the bar area, and some were singing on stage.

That year, Rosanna was captivated by this scene and had that kind of thought.

The waiters wore identical outfits as they shuttled back and forth among the guests, serving guests.

Alice watched carefully, only to see that the clothes worn by the waiters were no longer the same as before. The waitresses also did not wear hairpins anymore, and all of their dresses had numbers embroidered.

"Do you think that after so many times this banquet is held, it won't change? It changed long ago. "William's voice sounded beside her ears.

That's true.

The hairpin style was no longer popular nowadays. The banquet host had a high profile, so how could he still use the hairpin which used to have? It definitely changed in the uniforms for the waiters.

So the hairpin could only be hers?

This was too strange.

"How is it? What else do you want to say?" William looked at her, waiting for her.

He wanted to see what other explanation she could come up with.

"I don't know." Alice shook his head, "If that hair clip was really mine, why was it in your room? I didn't go to that room."

"Because the person who was with me at that time was you!" William stared at her, "Even though I can't recognize the person who was with me that night, but I still have a strong feeling towards you."

"But I was in a daze in the bathroom."

"You were in the bathroom and nobody saw you."