Prince's Substitute Bride Is A Double-face

Chapter 30 Drunk Gambling

Everyone agreed. After drinking a glass of wine, Emily's whole face turned red, and the mobile phone

in her bag was muted. It was ringing all the time, and she did not hear it. She concentrated on shuffling.

This time, she didn't believe that she could be so unlucky.

"Twenty one."

"Twenty one."

"Twenty one."

"Twenty one."

Damn it! Emily almost jumped up just now. She made it to twenty one and she would not lose. But in

this next round, it was her who distributed the cards. Why were they all twenty one? What the hell?

"What do you think, sister-in-law? Do you want to continue?" This time, it was not enough to let no one

drink.

"Of course. Come on." Emily continued to shuffle the cards. The next few results showed that the three

boys finally were not twenty one points every time, but they were all higher than her.

After drinking one glass after another, her little face completely turned into a monkey's butt, and she

began to become unconscious.

"Ha ha, I'm so happy to lose. Drink, drink, continue to drink, quickly shuffle, let's continue." Emily was

totally drunk and kept holding the glass to her mouth when she lost.

"That's enough. Stop drinking." James took the wine glass from her hand and drank the rest.

"Why did you steal my wine, you bad guy?"

"Ha ha, look at the young couple. They love each other so much. Jim, at first, I thought you would fight

against your family to the end and object to the marriage. But now it seems that you have a crush on

her." Charles was very accurate in judging people, especially when it came to relationships. As a man

who had experienced a lot in love, he could not be wrong.

"Don't talk nonsense. It's not true." James didn't have the confidence to defend himself.

"Well, it's not true? Even Henry can tell, okay? It's rare that you care about a girl. What about your little

princess, Fiona? Don't you love her very much? " It suddenly occurred to Charles that super cute and

clingy little princess Fiona.

She used to stay with James all the time. Recently, he heard that she was sent abroad in order not to

destroy the engagement ceremony of Jim.

He missed her a little. The little girl chased after him every day and called him sweetly, "Brother

Charles."

"Who says I care about her? Can't you see that I'm acting? I want all of you to think that I'm a very

obedient Prince and listen to my parents' arrangement. "

"Well, Jim, don't brag. There inner you is very different from what you show. Don't think we don't know."

Charles went straight to the point. They had been brothers for so many years had he knew him like the

back of his hands.

"What are you talking about? Why are there so many of you? " Suddenly, Emily raised her head and

looked at them with her bright eyes, curiously asking about their discussion.

"Sister-in-law, if you are drunk, just lie in your fiancé's arms and have a good sleep. We have

something to talk about." Charles pressed Emily back into James' arms.

"My brother knows me well. I had planned to ruin my engagement, but I suddenly changed my mind."

He lowered his head and took a look at Emily who was mumbling with a red face in his arms.

"You don't have to say that. We all understand. Well, it's late now. Let's go. Don't forget that I came

back specially for your engagement. If you really can't get engaged, why should I come back? You let

me come back. Of course I know what that means." Charles patted him on the shoulder and said with a

snicker.

He was looking forward to what the arrogant young master would look like after he had a fiancée.

"Come on, buddy. We support you." Henry also patted him on the shoulder, nodded and stood up, then

followed Charles out of the private room.

"Hey, don't leave. Let's continue drinking." Suddenly, Emily jumped up and reached out her hand to ask

the two friends who had just left.

"Stop drinking! Look at yourself!" James picked up her soft body and stood up helplessly.

"Young master, shall we go back? It's ten o'clock in half an hour. " Murphy reminded.

"I know. I'll drive her home first." It was rare for James to be so kind. If she hadn't been drunk, he

wouldn't have sent her back in person.

Murphy was driving the car in the front. In the back seat, James was holding the babbling Emily and

looking out of the window at the night scene helplessly.

"Wow, handsome guy! Your face is so smooth and tender, just like a boiled egg." The more Emily

touched him, the more excited she became. She stretched out her little hand and kept rubbing his face.

Pursing his lips, Murphy tried hard to suppress his desire to laugh. If others knew that His Highness

was molested by a girl casually, he would definitely be laughed to death.

With a darkened face, James pulled her restless hand off his face again and again.

"Boo, hoo, I just want to touch you. Handsome man, why are you so mean? You are so mean." Emily

turned her head to the other side. She was angry and very cute. It was the first time that James had

seen this side of her. In his impression, since he knew this girl for so many days, she was bold, rude,

ignorant and stupid.

"Ahem, young master, don't be so cruel. Just let her touch you. It's not a big deal, right?" Murphy

teased, not afraid of death.

"You..." James stared at him. The talkative Murphy was so frightened that he didn't dare to say

anything more. So he went back to driving.

"Don't move, or you will fall to the ground." James coldly warned the girl who sat on the back seat

restlessly.

"I feel so hot and dizzy. I feel so uncomfortable. I want a hug." Emily felt only James was cold and

comfortable. She really wanted to hug him.

"Woman, do you like throwing yourself at me so much?" All of a sudden, James felt that this girl was

very strange. When he hugged her forcefully, she was unwilling to do it. Now she took the initiative,

which was really terrifying.

She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly and didn't want to let him go.

James was breathless.

"EW..." Suddenly, a feeling of nausea came to Emily's stomach. All the food she had eaten in the snack

street with Justin this afternoon was thrown up on his expensive clothes. How disgusting it was! She

couldn't bear to look at it.

"Shirley! You are dead!" James roared and was burning with anger. At this time, they had arrived at the

gate of the An Family.

"Your Highness, we have arrived."

"Go and ring the doorbell."

"Okay, I'll do it right now." After receiving the order, Murphy went to ring the bell. At this time, James

cruelly threw the culprit who had vomited on him on the ground and then shut the car door heavily.

"Murphy, drive."

"Yes, young master. But are we going to leave Miss. Shirley like this?" Murphy asked hesitantly.

"Are you going to stay with her?"

"No, no, of course not." Murphy started the engine dejectedly. He would try his best not to speak for

Miss. Shirley in the future. His Highness would definitely be angry. He had lived with His Highness for Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

so long, and he knew his temper very well.

James didn't know how he endured the disgusting vomit and went back to his place. The clothes he

was wearing and the car he used that night disappeared because he ordered to throw them away.

Then he spent more than an hour in the bathroom before he came out. God knew how serious his

mysophobia was. How could such a bad girl vomit such disgusting things on him?

However, Emily was not better than him. She lay on the road by the door. The bodyguard who opened

the door saw a girl lying on the ground. He looked carefully and found that it was the Lady.

So he immediately informed Luke. At that time, Sam also came back. He heard Luke's report today,

and saw the girl go out and play for a whole day. Unexpectedly, she turned into a big drunkard lying

outside the door. How inappropriate it was! Sam, who paid most attention to the family honor, was

getting more and more dissatisfied with Emily.

"Somebody, go get some hangover soup."

"Yes, Mr. Sam."

Luke also felt that things were not going well. Mr. Sam seemed to be very angry. He kept calling her

tonight, but she didn't answer. Could it be that she really had a day with that boy whose surname was

Lu? The consequence seemed to be more serious. Then why was she lying outside the door instead of

being sent back by him? What was going on?

He had too many questions to ask, so Emily had to wake up.

After drinking up the soup, Emily opened her eyes sleepily.

'Where am I?' She was so familiar with here that she shook her dizzy head hard and the figures in front

of her became clearer and clearer.

When Emily saw everything clearly, she was so frightened that she took a few steps back.

Sam stared at her with a serious face. He was like a monster who opened his bloody mouth and

wanted to eat her in one gulp. The solemn Luke was also standing beside him like a sculpture.

The servants and bodyguards outside lined up and surrounded her. Did she do something bad? They

were going to judge her together.

"Grandpa, what happened?" Holding back the splitting headache, Emily frowned and asked innocently.

"I want to ask you what happened." Sam's face was totally dark. His anger went straight to Emily.

"I...... What can happen to me? " Emily looked around and then looked at herself. She suddenly

understood something. "Ha ha, Grandpa, I accompanied James to Court Rose tonight, and then played

games, gambled and drunk. Then they got me drunk...... I don't know why I was here after that.

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