CHAPTER 75: CHAPTER 75: YOU’RE TOO PRETTY TO DIE

Basically, the whole table of security guards was thrown into chaos. Who could have imagined that Miss Qin would publicly kiss Mr. Kinston, and what’s even more jaw-dropping is that Mr. Kinston clearly could have avoided it, yet he deliberately did not.

The two girls, after witnessing this, had no confusion left. They left, both angry and embarrassed. As for Mabel Quinn, after kissing him, she swayed unsteadily and leaned against the president’s chest.

In the end, these bodyguards harbored incredibly complex emotions while following Kyle Kinston out of the barbecue restaurant, and then escorting him all the way back to the Kinston Mansion.

Kyle Kinston carried Mabel Quinn, who was already quite inebriated, to her room. Who would have thought her alcohol tolerance was so poor that a single bottle of beer would do her in.

Looking at her flushed cheeks, he himself was somewhat surprised by his actions that night. When her lips approached, he even felt a bit of joy in welcoming her kiss.

It seemed as if her influence over him was growing, even her face was becoming increasingly pleasant to look at.

His fingers gently caressed her cheek.

"Kyle, do you know why the Kinston Family calls people like this their destined bond? Because they’re the family’s lifeline, destined to rely on and support each other. The Kinston Family may lack feelings and love, may not even love themselves, but they will never not love their destined bond. No matter how much you don’t want to admit it or resist, in the end, you’ll realize it’s all fate," his father’s words flashed through his mind once again.

Kyle Kinston’s gaze involuntarily darkened, his fingers slowly closing. But just then, Mabel Quinn suddenly opened her eyes. Her apricot eyes were hazy with intoxication, and she grinned at Kyle Kinston.

Yet her smile only made his face grow gloomier.

Her brows furrowed, her drunken apricot eyes gently blinking, "Are you... feeling unwell again? If you’re... sick, you need to see a doctor... I’ll take you to a doctor... I’ll... I’ll save you... don’t worry..."

His eyelashes trembled slightly, "Why do you want to save me?"

"Why..." she mumbled, as if her muddled brain remembered something slowly, saying, "Because... I... I promised you, hic... I’ll save you..."

"Just because you promised me?" he asked back, even though her answer was what he wanted to hear, he still felt unsatisfied.

"And also..." she murmured, "you’re good-looking... better alive... if you died... it’d be such a pity..." After saying this, she drifted back into a blurry sleep.

He stared at her sleeping face, with a trace of surprise. For the first time, someone had said it would be a pity if he died because he was good-looking.

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The consequence of drunkenness is waking up the next day with a slight headache. Moreover, from leaving the barbecue place onward, her mind was basically blank, and she didn’t even know how she got back to her room.

But even so, at least at the barbecue restaurant, she remembered touching Kyle Kinston and kissing him... those scenes, like movie lenses, flashing continuously in her mind.

What a sin! If she was drunk, she shouldn’t remember these things, making Mabel Quinn wish she could instantly experience amnesia or something.