Chapter 1271 Penina, You Really Are Heartless
This is the most exclusive private entertainment club in Suncrest City.
All the security guards, waiters, and staff here have undergone strict confidentiality training.
They will not disclose any information about the guests.
The waiter closed the door and left.
Caspian looked at the blushing Penelope, "What's your agent's phone number?"
Penelope hiccuped, "Who are you?"
Seeing her in such a drunken state, Caspian knew it was useless to ask her.
He directly took her phone out of her bag, but it automatically shut down when he turned it on.
He looked at Penelope, frowning, "Penelope, have you ever thought that if I hadn't happened to be here tonight for a meeting and saw you, you would have been taken advantage of by that man? You're a star, not an ordinary person. Don't you have an assistant with you when you go out? Drinking like this alone."
"Caspian."
Penelope suddenly smiled.
Caspian was taken aback.
She was drunk, but recognized him?
Penelope looked at the familiar figure in front of her.
Was she hallucinating? At this moment, she thought of Caspian?
Her first love, Caspian, who was poor and unwilling to change.
Penelope instinctively believed that the man in front of her, who had helped her, was a good person and wouldn't harm her.
She couldn't hear a word Caspian was saying.
Her ears were buzzing.
This person really looked like Caspian.
"Caspian, is that you?"
Caspian was silent for a few seconds, "You're drunk."
He grabbed a blanket from the sofa and threw it over her, turning to leave.
Penelope grabbed his hand.
"Caspian," Penelope's voice was hoarse and murmuring, "Why do I see you again? Am I dreaming?"
Only in her dreams would she see Caspian.
Caspian turned to look at her.
Penelope held his hand and staggered to her feet, hugging his arm and looking closely at him.
This person really looked like Caspian, "Caspian, if you had been willing to change back then, would we be together now? Would we not have broken up?"
"Penelope, you're drunk." Caspian's hands were tightly clenched.
"I'm drunk. Only when I'm drunk do I see you."
Penelope thought this was a dream. She stood on her tiptoes and boldly kissed Caspian's lips.
At this moment, she was not the big star Penelope.
She was just Penina, the stand-in actress with dreams.
That simple, little girl.
There was a fire in Caspian's eyes.
It grew hotter and hotter.
Penelope's kiss was like a passionate rose.
His already tense nerves became even more strained.
He could no longer control himself and hugged Penelope.
"Penelope," Caspian's voice was low.
"Caspian," Penelope's pupils trembled, looking greedily at the person in front of her.
If only this person were really him.
If only this weren't a dream.
Their kiss grew more intense. Caspian carried Penelope to the sofa, kissing her forehead. Clothes gradually came off, and Caspian's hand pressed against Penelope's chin, only calling her name once, "Penelope."
Penelope was drunk.
"Finnian, why didn't you come to pick me up?"
Caspian was stunned.
A storm raged in his eyes.
So, she was still thinking about Finnian!
How ridiculous.
Caspian had naively thought that Penelope hadn't forgotten him.
Caspian's fingers gripped Penelope's chin tightly, "Penina, you really are heartless."
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