Chapter 345 Bane of Society
Michael sat in front of Liam for almost half an hour, but Liam remained silent.
Michael was confused, so he attempted to start the conversation, "My girlfriend is cute, isn''t she?"
Michael could guess Liam wanted to discuss Nina with him. Liam nced at him calmly and
lowered his gaze to the already cool cup of coffee in front of him.
Was Nina really that innocent, or actually deeply maniptive?
Even he trusted her lies!
Anna that stupid woman, how could she be friends with someone like her? He had to warn her.
Michael looked at the cup of coffee too, and said confusedly, "Just tell me."
"How much do you know about her?" Liam nced at him.
Michael froze, why would an uncaring block of ice like him suddenly care about his personal
matters?
"Why are you asking me this?"
Liam stared at him, gaze deep and meaningful, but said nothing.
"Alright, I think I know what you want to say. Don''t
worry, I''m not so reckless, I know what I''m doing."
"Nina’s mother is gravely ill, she only did it because she had no choice. She quit in time didn''t she?
Why do you care about me so much all of a sudden?"
Liam''s expression darkened and he said coldly, "Get out."
"Ha-ha, it''s a joke, look at you. Fine, let’s be serious, you misunderstood Nina, she’s not the kind of
woman you think she is."
"I hope so."
"I''m serious, even if you don''t believe us, don’t you trust Anna and her taste? Isn’t she with you?"
Michael raised his eyebrow at him.
Liam’s expression finally warmed up a little, and he said lowly, "Her taste was only good when she
chose m e. Everything else, not really."
At the thought of the people around Anna, he really didn''t trust her taste.
But he couldn''t believe Nina would forgo her promise t o him and date Michael.
He hated liars.
Michael rolled his eyes at him, Liam was the only one he knew who could use such a roundabout
way topliment himself.
Michael’s expression turned solemn, keeping his eyes straight on his friend and said, "Liam, I need
you to do me a favor.”
Liam raised his brows, "What?"
"Do a background check on Nina."
"Why?" Liam asked.
"Don''t ask."
Michael wanted to find out who her father was, to treat her mother.
Liam pondered his request but agreed.
Anna gasped, shocked that her guess was right, her eyes followed the direction of Jamie''s fingers,
and widened instantly.
"How is he here?!"
Entrance to the bar.
Wilson stood at the entrance, donning a ck suit. His hands in his pockets.
His hair was messy, a few strands hanging across his forehead, showcasing his bright blue eyes.
He gave an air of quiet misery, as if he was some western poet, spouting beautiful verses the
moment h e opened his mouth.
Wilson''s appearance encapsted the bar in a deadly silence, as if even the music lowered itself
for him.
Everyone held their breaths, looking dazedly at the ridiculously beautiful man.
This was an infamous gay bar!
Everyone here was either gay or well-loved by men.
Wilson sauntered over.
Everywhere he went, the dark gazes of hungry men followed him, like starving wolves, prepared to
push him over and have their way with him.
"He, he''s..."
Anna was just going to tell Jamie she had met this man before, but with a turn of her head, she
noticed Jamie''s long feline eyes had already turned into hearts. He stared at Wilson as if he was in
love.
Wilson seemed to have filtered out his surroundingspletely, ignoring the scorching gazes of
everyone i n the bar.
He headed straight for the bar, pulled out a chair, and sat approximately a meter away from Anna.
"A ss of whiskey, please."
Jamie shook himself out of his reverie, turning serious, and nodded professionally.
"Of course, one moment please."
Then, he walked towards Anna, danced around soundlessly, took out a handheld mirror, fixed up his
appearance, and mouthed to Anna, "Am I perfect?"
Anna wanted tough, but suppressed the urge, and nodded fervently, mouthing back at him,
"Absolutely!"
Jamie’s smile blossomed across his face, poured out a ss of whiskey and strolled over to Wilson,
and set down the ss.
"Wee to The Predicament, this is on the house.”
Wilson kept his head bowed, raised the ss, and clinked it lightly against the tabletop.
"Thank you."
With that, he downed the ss.
With his sexy voice and smooth movements, a round o f sighs were heard around the bar.
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Several men couldn’t hold it in anymore and headed towards him but were all stopped by Jamie and
his dagger-like eyes. They could only slink back to their seats and swallow nervously.
Anna sighed, in awe of Jamie and his dominating presence in his circle.
It was as if he were a captain proiming to the crowd that this stretch of sea belonged to him and
no one else could fish there!
Jamie poured Wilson another cup of whisky, tapping the back of his hand gently, "Slow down, you’ll
get drunk.”
Wilson''s hand stiffened, and moved to avoid his finger, raising his ss and downed it again.
Wilson grew up in vineyards across the country, mere sses like this were nothing to him.
He wished he would get drunk and copse, to see whether he woulde for him.
He raised his eyes and looked at Jamie, pointed towards his ss.
Jamie looked into his soulless blue eyes, helplessness and pity coursing through his chest.
How did he be like this?
He was like a member of the walking dead, lifeless, reeking of desperation.
Jamie poured him another ss, giving up on the advice, walked back towards Anna, and sighed.
"Jamie, is he the Adonis you''ve been dreaming about day and night?" She asked.
Jamie nodded, "Handsome, right? But sadly, from the looks of it, he’s in love with someone else."
"How do you know?"
She regretted it the moment the words slipped out of her mouth.
Because she had an inkling who held the key to his heart, and this made her feel guilty.
That man was too charming, attracting both men and women.
"Look at him, so sad and dejected, he looks exactly like how I did a few days ago when I was video-
calling you. Lifeless eyes, downturned lips, depressing aura, downing alcohol like it’s a life-saving
potion."
He sighed again, "Sigh... what a pity. The poison has seeped into his bloodstream, no amount of
potion will save him."
Anna asked quietly, "Why do you seem to be talking about yourself?"
"You’re right, I am. The more beautiful something is, the more poisonous it is. The poison that is him
has seeped into my organs, I''m about to die from intoxication soon..."
Looking at Jamie staring straight at Wilson, as if he was the only one he could see, Anna was
suddenly reminded of herself.
To her, what sort of poison was Liam?
Opium.
Sweet and addictive, hate and love swirling together i n a toxic whirlpool, pulling her further and
further into its depths, unable to escape even if she wanted to
That man was indeed the bane of society.