Chapter 570 He's A Married Man
"Are you out of love? Me too."
"Come, cheers for our fate!"
"Handsome, what's your name? What do you think of me?"
"Why don't we get together and let those two scums move aside!"
"Let's continue drinking!"
Just as Noah was about to answer the call, he found that Lyric was already drunk, so he was very confused. He quickly squeezed forward and grabbed Lyric's hand.
Lyric's eyes were wide open as she turned to look at Noah. "Hic... Who, who are you?"
The man sitting opposite Lyric got up and stared at Noah warily. "Who are you? Are you the jerk she mentioned?"
Noah was speechless. "I'm not a jerk. Please behave yourself, sir. I'm a friend of this lady. I'm taking her home now."
"You said that you are her friend. How can you prove it? I can say that you came to the bar to pick corpses!"
"To pick up corpses" was a jargon. It referred to some people who would come to the bar to pick up some men and women who were drunk and take them back to sleep. Then, they would take the opportunity to make a big profit by cheating on money and women.
Noah quickly took out his ID card. "I am indeed her friend, but you, don't pester me here. She was drunk just now, so don't take her words seriously."
"Tsk, you're the one who's pestering her! Ask her yourself and see if she knows you!"
The drunkard was about to pester Noah. Noah couldn't hold back the two drunkards with one hand, and Lyric ran away without a moment's thought.
When Noah finally managed to get the bartender to take care of the drunkard behind him, he went to look for Lyric and found that she was nowhere to be found.
Noah's scalp was numb and he quickly called Beau.
Beau answered quickly and asked in a cold voice, "What's wrong?"
"Mr. Valentine, I was just being pestered by a drunkard. In a blink of an eye, Lyric was gone."
Beau paused and said on the other end, "Give me the address."
"Okay."
Half an hour later, Beau rushed to the bar.
Noah had already found the owner of the bar. He looked for Lyric everywhere according to the surveillance video, but he could not find any trace of her.
"Mr. Valentine, I'm sorry!" Noah immediately apologized when he saw Beau.
Beau glanced at him and said, "If you want to apologize, you can say it later. How is the situation now?"
"We almost searched everywhere, but we didn't find her."
"Are you sure she's still in the bar?"
"We checked the surveillance footage. We searched both the front door and the back door, but we didn't see her leave the bar."
Noah also had a headache. He didn't expect that Lyric would disappear into thin air when he was distracted. It was really weird.
"Is there a private room in the bar? Did you look for her in the private room?"
The moment the boss saw Beau, cold sweat ran down his forehead.
As the boss of the bar, the most important thing was connections. The name of the Mr. Valentine was so famous that he could recognize him at a glance.
He immediately became very cautious and replied carefully, "We've already searched through the empty private rooms. As for the other private rooms..."
The guests who opened a private room here were either rich or noble. Even the bar owner did not dare to disturb them rashly, so there were four or five private rooms that had not been checked.
Beau ignored the boss's expression and gave Noah a look.
Noah understood and immediately led his men to check the private room.
Beau stood in the bar hall. The ear-splitting music filling the entire space.
There were also all kinds of unknown perfume and cigarette smell mixed with the smell of alcohol, which made Beau, who had mysophobia, couldn't help but frown.
It wasn't that he couldn't bear it, but Eliza hated it to the core. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to get on the bed after returning home.
He immediately said to the boss, "Please clear everyone out."
The boss was stunned. "This..."
"I'll pay for everything tonight."
It was easy to do things with money. The boss immediately smiled and asked the waiter to clear everyone out.
After a while, everyone got up from their seats and left.
At this moment, two drunk women directly bumped into Beau.
Beau frowned and held the shoulder of the woman who fell into his arms. Then, he pushed her far away.
The woman who thought she was going to succeed, "..."
She slammed into the corner of the table and gasped in pain.
Her friend immediately stepped forward to hold her. "Are you okay?"
The woman shook her head, bit her chin, and her eyes were full of unwillingness and desire.
She saw very clearly that this man was so imposing that no brand could be seen in his clothes. They should all be hand-made. This was the symbol of a rich person!
Moreover, the owner of the bar was so respectful to him. He was likely to be the perfect man!
If she could build a relationship with the other party, even if she was not in the right position, she could have a good time with him!
But she didn't expect that this man had moral integrity. He didn't want her even if she volunteered.
The friend obviously understood what she meant and pretended not to understand Beau's status. She pointed at his nose and scolded, "What's wrong with you? It's fine that you don't help when you see a beautiful woman get drunk, but you even pushed her away. If my friend gets hurt, can you afford it?"
Beau's cold gaze swept across the two women in front of him.
"How much do you want?"
The woman's friend froze and almost couldn't continue to act.
"Is this about money? You're such a rude person!"
Beau sneered. "Do I need to be polite to people like you?"
"You..."
The two women were enraged by Beau's venomous tongue. They wanted to continue pestering him, but Noah helped the drunk Lyric out of one of the private room.
"Mr. Valentine, we've found her."
Without looking at the two women, Beau quickly walked up to Lyric and looked at her.
"Where did you find her? She didn't suffer any losses, did she?"
Thinking of the scene in the private room just now, Noah shook his head speechlessly.
"It's better to say that it was someone else who suffered losses."
Beau choked. "Did you apologize?"
"I apologized and paid for their losses."
"Okay, you can send her back."
Noah stiffened. "Mr. Valentine, isn't... isn't it a bad idea for me to send her back?"
It was usually not easy to deal with Lyric, and after she got drunk, she was much more difficult to deal with. He was not sure if he could control her by himself.
However, Beau took it for granted. "Who else can send her home? Me? I don't want to let Eliza misunderstand."
He was a married man now, so he had to have moral integrity.
Noah, "..."
Beau patted him on the shoulder as if he believed him. "I'll leave her to you. You must send her home safely."
Noah wanted to cry but had no tears. He watched as Beau and the boss of the bar reached an agreement on compensation and then parted ways with them.
In the end, Noah could only grit his teeth and take Lyric away.
After they left, the two women who had been rejected and humiliated by Beau gathered together.
"The man just now seems to be Mr. Valentine."
"Mr. Valentine? Is that Eliza's husband?"
"It seems to be him."
"Well, in that case, when his wife and I are in the same crew in the future, we will still have a chance to meet."
"Are you still not going to give up?"
"Who would give up such a perfect man?"
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