Chapter 160


    Noir was a restaurant built on an artificialke. The many pavilions were actually exquisite private room


    s. These rooms were connected by a winding water corridor. From a distance, the brilliant lights create


    d a unique scenery that also carried a sense of luxury


    Justin had a lot to drink, leaning on Agnes‘ shoulder, he sobbed and said, “Agnes, I really can’t bear to


    part with you. Please divorce Jared ande with me. Let’s go to the Eiffel Tower, and all those roman


    tic and fun ces”


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    As Justin spoke, he actually started singing. The melody was very gentle. But sung from the drunken J


    ustin, it was unforgettable.


    Justin sat with the director, scriptwriter, and some other key creative personnel. They were all on edge


    because sitting on the other side of Agnes was Jared


    But Justin insisted on sitting next to Agnes, not clear if he was really drunk or pretending


    During the three months of working together on a movie, Agnes and Justin had be friends. Justin


    was her childhood ymate, Lil Potato. Maybe because of their mothers, they would talk about things f


    rom their childhood, including the warm memories when their mothers were still alive, which Agnes mis


    sed greatly.


    Agnes said to Justin, “You’re drunk, let Yvonne take you home, okay?”


    Justin leaned on Agnes’s shoulder and refused to leave, “I’m not going I want a kiss, and a hug”


    Justin was really drunk, and Agnes didn’t know what to do. She stood up and said to everyone, Tll take


    Justin to the rest room, and let him sleep for a while. Then call Yvonnee to pick him up.”


    With that, she helped Justin up and walked out.


    Jared watched their retreating


    figures, his eyes slowly narrowing. Everyone was nervous for Justin, was he pushing Mr. Whitfield’s limi


    ts?


    They originally thought Mr. Whitfield would have someone forcibly remove Justin. But to their surprise,


    he asked a waiter, “Do you have anything for sobering up?”


    The waiter replied, “Yes.”


    Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.


    Jared was truly a big shot, and no one could


    compare to his magnanimity. His wife was being pestered by another man, yet he could so generously


    consider his health and ordered him a hangover soup.


    Jared casually said,


    “Make me the most bitter hangover soup. My friend has unique tastes. The ordinary one might not sobe


    r him up, the bitterer the better”


    The waiter nced at Jared, they had never had such a request before. But he still went to


    prepare the soup.


    The people at the table all had satisfied expressions. This was the Mr. Whitfield they knew. Additionally


    , they deeply sympathized with Justin, the phrase “asking for trouble” fit him perfectly.


    Agnes returned quickly. At the same time, the waiter brought in a very bitter hangover soup. Agnes curi


    ously asked, “What’s this?”


    Jared smiled, his eyes gentle, “I ordered a hangover soup for Justin. He’ll feel better after drinking it.”


    Agnes was overjoyed, “You’re so thoughtful.” She thought Jared would be upset.


    Jared still smiled and said, “Your friends are my friends.”


    Then he turned to the waiter and said, “Take this hangover soup to the lounge, make sure he drinks it a


    ll.”


    Agnes was deeply touched, “Honey, you are just too sweet.”


    Everyone was stunned‘ Ms. Pritchard, it seemed like she didn’t know her husband well enough.