Chapter 600
Meredith shook her head. “No need. I don’t want to go.”
“You don’t even want to have a look?”
“I’m…tired. I want to rest.” She leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes. Seeing her weary face, Josiah knew that she was a little drunk. He only said, “Then, rest well. I’ll come over later.” Meredith gently responded. After Josiah left, Meredith opened her eyes. Her vision was blurry. She picked up the booklet and looked at the familiar hairpin. Then, she outlined the hairpin with her finger.
The scenes of her past flashed across her mind. How beautiful her mother was back then, and how she died tragically later.
Thinking about her mother’s death, she could not help but want to drink some wine again. The wine on the table had been taken away by Josiah, so she shouted at the door, “Is there some wine? Please give me a glass!”
There was no one. She shouted once more.
Finally, someone pushed the door and entered, passing the glass of wine to her. She downed the wine and returned the wine to the person. “Another glass, please!” The man chuckled and gave her another glass. “Miss, are you crying?”
The voice was a little familiar to her.
Meredith squinted her eyes and looked at him. “Who are you?”
Seeing him in a suit, she said, “Are you working here?”
Sure enough, driving a Bendley might not mean one was wealthy. They could be a driver too.
“Hmm, you can consider it.”
Performing was considered working as well.
Charlie took the booklet and had a look. He nodded. “No worries. Wait for me.”
Meredith laughed again. She clutched his handsome face. “Little child, you treat me well. Much better than anyone.”
Perhaps because she was drunk. She pressed her body onto him. He could even draw her curvaceous figure through her dress. Charlie suddenly felt hot. He knew that she was drunk, so he could not take advantage of her.
However, he still could not help but bent down and quickly kissed her on the lips.
Her soft lips were just as beautiful as he thought.
Meredith was unhappy with the kiss. She let go of him and retreated. She grumbled, “You haven’t even given me a gift. How could you kiss me?”
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