StoryNovelChapter 44 Mikayla noticed that Jerhad returned to his usual demeanor. She was assured that he had faked being intoxicated and was playing tricks on her.
She stormed off angrily, leaving Jerbehind.
A subtle fragrance lingered briefly as Mikayla’s departing figure faded into the distance.
Jersent a message to Mike, “Turn down the Bay development proposal from Luxze Corporation.” Before Connor sent in his response, Jerswitched his phone off.
Mike was concerned about Jerome's intoxicated state. So, he arrived at the restaurant with the driver.
After instructing the driver to wait, Mike made his way toward the chamber.
In the chamber, Jerwas seated on the bench. His hand was pressed against his forehead. Furrowing his brows, Jerappeared visibly unwell.
Follow current on NovelEnglish.netAs Mike was about to greet Jerome, he observed Mikayla make her way to Jerfrom the dining table. She held a towel with one hand while the other was hidden beneath it.
Mike tactfully stayed silent. He watched Mikayla tenderly dab Jerome's forehead with the towel.
Before he could marvel at Mikayla’s tenderness, he witnessed her pretend to toss something into Jerome's collar accidentally.
Jerwas startled by the sudden touch on his skin. He immediately sat up straight.
Everyone in the room was drawn to the abrupt commotion.
“Are you alright, Jerome?” a woman asked with concern.
“Oh. What happened to your shirt? Your pants...” With the woman's exclamation, the crowd's attention shifted to Jerome's attire.
His blue shirt had a few stains, while an uncomfortable wet spot marked his pants.
Despite finding it incredulous, the crowd collectively remained silent.
When he realized the discomfort in his pants, Jerome's face abruptly darkened. He glowered at Mikayla.
Mikayla displayed a nervous and concerned countenance.
“You've had way too much to drink, to the point that... you can’t even hold it in?” Mikayla said awkwardly.
“It’s no big deal, though. You don’t have to be embarrassed! We're all family here. Nobody's going to mock you.
Isn’t that right, Auntie?” Mikayla expressed genuine concern for Jerome.
“Absolutely! It’s common to feel like you're dreaming when you've had too. much to drink. It's totally normal.” The woman nodded repeatedly upon being addressed.
Jerhad enough of hearing them talk. He walked toward the door with a grim expression.
Follow current on NovelEnglish.netConnor's smile faded as he respectfully offered, “Mr. Miller, the car’s waiting. Do you need any help?” Jershot him a steely look and swiftly strode out.
Connor followed along.
Mikayla grabbed her purse. She apologized as she bid farewell to the crowd.
“I'm so sorry for the Inconvenience caused. But let's forget about this incident, please. Thank you!” With a polite bow, she exited the chamber.
As people exchanged baffled glances, an elderly sighed. He shook his head.
“Jerhad always appeared steady. How could that... Well, let's just move on and not mention it again!” Mikayla burst into laughter as soon as she entered the car.
“Mikayla!” Jerome's face darkened as he coldly accused, “How dare you play tricks on me?” “So you can play tricks on me, but I'm not allowed to do the same?” Jerfaltered and looked at Mikayla.
“Ha.” As Jersat up straight, Mikayla let out a chuckle when she caught sight of the stain on his pants.
The driver was in a puzzled state. Meanwhile, Mike busied himself, recalling all the unfortunate events in his life to refrain from laughing..
“Cut it out!” Jerfuriously grabbed Mikayla’s wrist, prompting Mikayla to feel a surge of pain. She sensed Jerome's evident anger. She was aware that it was wise to cease her laughter.
However, as she recalled the disbelief and hesitant look of the crowd, she couldn't contain herself any longer.
She then broke into laughter.
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