Chapter 70 Lillian Stunned the Crowd
Wendy had almost miscarried before, and in the past few days, she had to stay in bed to protect the baby, so she naturally couldn't drink alcohol.
A smile spread across Wendy's face as she intentionally leaned into Jackson's arms.
"Lillian, Kevin said he would drink for you, and Jackson will drink for me. You don't mind, do you?"
Lillian didn't want to mind, but just now, Jackson watched Gray pour her a drink, and now he was blocking drinks for Wendy.
Love and not love were truly the best examples of double standards.
Lillian forced a smile on her face, looking carefree.
"Sure, Mr. Jackson. As long as you don't regret it."
Jackson raised his head, and a glass of wine slid into his mouth. His sexy Adam's apple moved up and down, but his deep eyes kept looking at Lillian.
He was the one who had taught her the skill of throwing dice.
This girl had some talent, truly a chip off the old block.
No one knew her skills better than him, Wendy couldn't win against this little fox today even if she bled from her stomach.
Jackson put down the empty glass and raised an eyebrow at Lillian without saying anything.
Lillian lowered her eyes and smirked. If he was willing to block drinks for Wendy himself, why should she feel sorry for him?
Next, Wendy and Cordelia kept losing.
Cordelia was almost in tears, but her alcohol tolerance was really good, and she kept pushing through.
And Jackson, one glass after another...
Seven glasses, eight glasses...
Wendy, feeling sorry, said, "Jackson. Stop drinking. I don't want to play anymore."
But Jackson just smiled at her and said, "It's okay."
With a slightly tipsy look, Jackson appeared more charming and elegant than usual.
His shirt was unbuttoned a bit, revealing his collarbones hidden in the dim light, and with a touch of blush, he looked very sexy.
There was a commotion all around. Wendy blushed and looked at him with all kinds of affection in her eyes.
Lillian suddenly felt that winning was meaningless.
"Did you fight with Jackson? Come on. I'll help you vent your anger at him."
Looking at this, Kevin approached, pulled Lillian up, and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to dance."
Following him, the two quickly left the private room.
As Lillian left, Cordelia became arrogant.
She had never won once. Did she have no pride? She slapped her thigh and rolled the dice, getting two fours, urging Wendy.
"Quick. Ms. Windy. It's your turn."
Beside her, Jackson, since Lillian and Kevin left, exuded a cold aura.
Wendy was absent-minded and casually made her move.
"I won! drink!"
Cordelia handed the glass to Wendy, who then handed it to Jackson. "Jackson."
But Jackson didn't even look at her, coldly saying, "Do you take me as a drinking buddy?"
He only drank what Lillian poured for him!
Jackson stood up and walked away.
Wendy froze, and Jackson's tall figure was already a few steps away.
Wendy wanted to chase after him, but Cordelia threw herself at her legs, going crazy and shouting.
"You can't leave! Ms. Windy. How can you not pay your dues? Drink the wine!"
"Let go!" Wendy angrily shook her off.
"Why are you so shameless? I know, you were being shameless when you answered the question just now. I knew it!"
Everyone in the private room was watching, with different expressions.
Wendy felt exposed. She was unable to drink, so she just innocently pleaded with Gray with red eyes.
Their two families were old acquaintances, and Gray's expression was somewhat complicated.
He had always thought Wendy was innocent and pitiful because she had suffered so much in her stolen life since childhood and lost her marriage later on.
But today, the questions Lillian asked seemed to show him a different side of Wendy.
Nevertheless, he walked over, picked up the glass, and drank the wine for Wendy.
Allen came over with a sullen face, pulled Cordelia away, and threw her onto the sofa. Then he asked Wendy with concern, "Are you okay?"
Wendy ignored him and quickly chased after Jackson.
They left one after the other, and the private room quickly quieted down as everyone followed them out.
As soon as they left, someone leaned against the railing on the second floor. Suddenly, they stared wide-eyed at the dance floor on the first floor and shouted in shock.
"Oh my God!"
Mike, Gray, and a few others also looked over, only to see that in the center of the dance floor, where there used to be a lively crowd, there was now only one person.
This woman was wearing a long T-shirt and jeans, dressed like an ordinary college student, with no skin showing.
But on the stage, she moved her slender waist gracefully, swaying her beautiful figure.
Every move she made was graceful and charming, and every strand of her hair seemed to dance, exuding all kinds of charm as she turned and moved.
No wonder she took the stage, as there was no one else on it.
It was Lillian.
Five minutes ago, Kevin had dragged her onto the dance floor, brought her to the edge of the stage, and suddenly whispered in her ear, "Do you remember what Fiona said? As long as you're on stage, the stage is yours! Go for it."
Before Lillian could react, Kevin pinched her waist and sent her onto the stage.
Lillian enjoyed being on stage very much, and she found her rhythm almost instantly.
She danced with abandon, not even noticing that the stage had become her showcase, stunning the crowd.
It wasn't until the loud music in the bar suddenly stopped, and the dazzling lights blinked continuously, that the entire dance floor fell silent.
Then, there was a wild frenzy.
Lillian stood still on the stage, shockingly seeing the couples on the dance floor hugging and kissing each other spontaneously.
The lights flashed again, and she seemed to see Wendy grabbing Jackson and padding up to kiss him.
And he held her, lowering his head.
With the lights going out accompanied by a loud noise, everything fell into darkness.
In the darkness, her scalps were tingling with the sound of kissing and swallowing around.
But her mind kept replaying the scene from earlier. She stood stiffly with a pale face.
At that moment, someone grabbed her ankle, with a greasy and disgusting touch, dragging her off the stage.
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