Chapter 1474
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1474 Cannot Lie Xavier immediately became serious. âWeâve bribed the mistress of the queen motherâs secretary. If thereâs something we want to know in the future, we can just ask her about it.â
Bribed the mistress of the queen motherâs secretary? Vinson raised his eyebrow. I didnât think they would get it done so quickly.
âGot it,â he said plainly. âKeep an eye on her, and donât be fooled.â
Xavier smirked at that. Do I look like someone that will get fooled that easily?
âRelax, we have some dirt on her.â He then teased, âAll right, I called you just to tell you this good news. Iâm not going to bother you having your happy time any longer.â
With that, he hung up swiftly before Vinson had a chance to say anything. Then, he hung his arm around Harveyâs neck and invited, âCome on, Iâll treat you to a drink.â
Harvey, who wasnât in a good mood, to begin with, agreed readily upon hearing that.
At the bar, the place was awash with neon lights from all directions.
Harvey twirled the wine glass in his hand as he stared at the men and women dancing on the dance floor.
âDo you want to dance?â Xavier asked with a raised brow. Harvey shook his head.
Seeing that, Xavier leaned back in his chair and sipped his alcohol. His eyes were fixed on the dance floor as well. Suddenly, his eyes widened before he place his glass on the table and turned to Harvey.
âI have something I need to do. Iâll treat you to a drink some other time.â
When he finished, he strode toward the dance floor, leaving a confused Harvey watching him leave.
When Xavier arrived at the center of the dance floor, he grabbed a womanâs hand and said something to her. The woman left in a huff and he followed her out.
Harvey grinned a little when he saw that. He must have seen the person he fancied.
After Xavier left, he stayed at the bar for another hour. There were plenty of empty wine bottles on the table by the end of his stay. He paid the bills in a drunken daze and stumbled out of the building.
Suddenly, he lost his balance and tipped forward, bumping into a woman with a hat. She subconsciously held him up and steadied him.
âYou should watch where youâre going, mister!â The woman spoke in a small voice as she furrowed her brows.
Still in a drunken stupor, Harvey leaned his full weight on the woman.
âHey, stand properly!â The woman was getting impatient. She quickly pushed him away and released her grip. However, the moment she did so, he fell toward her again.
Anger surged within her, but she couldnât shake him off. Without any choice, she used all her strength to drag him toward the side of the road before hailing a taxi. With the taxi driverâs help, they stuffed Harvey into the back of the car.
By the time they were done, she was already covered in sweat. She slicked her hair back while panting. The moment that she did, however, she recalled something and flicked her hair back to its original position.
âWhere are you going?â the driver tilted his head and asked.
When she heard the question, she was a little stunned. She thought about how she didnât ask Harvey where he lived, so she leaned into the car and poked him. âHey, whereâs your home?â
Harvey pulled her hand and held it tightly. Then, he rested his head on the window and stopped moving.
âHey, let go of me! Why are you pulling me? Tell me where you live!â If he didnât tell her, the driver would not know where to send him. However, it seemed like Harvey could not hear her as he lay there motionless.
âMiss, are you going somewhere or not? If youâre not, please leave and donât disturb my business!â