Chapter 1825
Carol felt a surge of irritation wash over her. She couldn''t understand why Felix had to be so
complicated. If he was smitten with Listina, why couldn''t they just date and be happy? Why did he
have to drag her into their mess?
"I''ll be backter," she muttered.
"And when is ter''?" Felix pressed, but his voice trailed off into silence at the other end of the line.
He had a sinking feeling that Carol was at her wits'' end, utterly uninterested in anything he had to
say.
His voice grew stern, "Juste back within twenty minutes."
Not bothered to respond, Carol hung up abruptly.
Felix stared at the darkened screen of his phone. Around him, the hotel lobby buzzed with life. It
was decked out in opulence, and the air was thick with the scent of perfume and the rustle of
expensive fabric.
Business associates he had recently schmoozed with were now fawning over him, eager to curry
favor.
His expression was impassive as he picked up his suit jacket. He had had a bit too much to drink,
and the alcohol was making his head spin.
"Mr. Brown, let''s cut the cake, shall we?" someone suggested cheerfully.
"Go ahead, Mr. Brown, a toast to your sess!"
Felix, with little enthusiasm, took the knife and made a cut into the towering cake. The guests
showered him with well-wishes, but he had no interest in their ttery. Using the first excuse that
came to mind, he had his assistant escort him home.
It was 11:20 PM when he arrived home, leaving him just forty minutes before the day was done. He
had thought that Carol would obediently return, but when he opened the door to the parlor, she was
nowhere in sight.
Turning to the housekeeper, he asked curtly, "Where is she?"
"Ms. Miller hasn''te back yet."
Felix''s mood darkened instantly, and he dialed Carol''s number again.
This time the call went through, but she didn''t pick up.
He settled onto the couch in the foyer, when a staff member approached, "Sir, would you like
something to help you sober up?"
"No, just go to bed, all of you."
The lights in the foyer were dim, obscuring his brooding expression.
The housekeeper and assistant retired, leaving Felix alone on the couch, waiting.
When Carol finally arrived home, she found the vi shrouded in darkness, so she assumed that
everyone had gone to bed.
She keyed in the code, opened the door to the living room, and flicked on the lights, only to see the
silhouette of a man sitting on the couch.
Frowning, she began to change her shoes without saying a word.
Felix shielded his eyes from the re of the overhead light, wincing, and then his gaze found Carol.
After hanging up her coat and tossing her bag onto the console table, she started to head upstairs
but was stopped by his voice, "Get me a ss of water."
With her steps faltered, she sensed that he must be drunk.
She nced at the medicine in her hand, pondered for a moment, and then headed to the kitchen.
Dropping three tablets into the ss, she made sure there were no signs of tampering before
setting it in front of Felix.
His eyes were heavy with intoxication as he looked up at her, and his voice was husky, "Do you
know what today is?"
Carol racked her brain but came up empty.
He took the ss from her, murmuring to himself.
"I knew it. You don''t remember a thing anymore."
Dismissing his words as drunken nonsense, Carol just watched him finishing the water and helped
him to the master bedroom. She then sent a message to Listina.
Listina had been provoking her with texts all this time, but Carol had never responded—until now.
[Felix is drunk. Come and take care of him.]
When Listina saw the message, she thought her eyes were ying tricks on her.
She had been scheming for Felix''s affection, and now here was Carol, handing her the opportunity
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What was Carol up to?