The Heless’s Second Chance at Vengeance

Chapter 257 Caught in the Act

“I don’t think so.”

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Halbert instantly recognized the man in front of him–it was Soren. He spoke with a cold, sharp tone.

“Eliza is my little sister. Mr. Soren, you’re a public figure. If your identity gets exposed like this, it could affect your career, don’t you think?”

Soren’s manager realized things were getting out of hand and quickly stepped forward.

“This is a misunderstanding, Mr. Halbert. Mr. Soren was just having dinner with Ms. Rivers, that’s all.”

“Just dinner? Then why all the beer?”

Halbert’s voice was icy. “I don’t care what your rtionship is. I’m responsible for her safety. And let me remind you–my little sister is already engaged. So, Mr. Soren, I suggest you stay away from her.”

With that, Halbert pulled Eliza–who waspletely out of it–from her seat and dragged her toward the exit.

“Let’s go! You have no shame, do you? You’ve practically embarrassed the entire Sue family.”

He threw his coat over Eliza’s face as he tugged her along, worried someone in the crowd might recognize the Sue family’s newly acknowledged daughter.

“Eliza, walk straight.”

His expression darkened. He’d given her some dignity in front of others, but now that they were out, he wasn’t about to keep that up.

“I am walking straight…”

Her words were slurred. The stench of alcohol clung to her.

Damni. /iHow imuch /iishe /iiand /iiSoren /ihad idowned /iijust /iinow/i?

“Mr. Halbert, we should get her back as soon as possible.”

“Yeah.”

Halbert shoved Eliza into the back seat.

“Throwing yourself at a man? Real ssy. You’ve really brought honor to the Sue family.”

He climbed in beside her, just in case she puked.

She waspletely limp, like a pile of mush.

“Mr. Halbert, the bag.”

The driver handed him a stic bag without needing to be told.

Halbert looked at Eliza with clear distaste.

iWhat /ia imess /iishe /iiwas/i.

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By the time they arrived at her apartment, it took everything Halbert had to carry her inside.

It wasn’t until muchter that he managed to catch his breath.

“Mr. Halbert, let me take her,” the bodyguard offered.

Eliza looked petite, but once drunk, she was dead weight–clinging to Halbert like a drunk ko.

“It’s fine. I’ll handle her.”

Halbert had never done hardbor before. Carrying Eliza felt like hauling a mountain.

Each step was a struggle.

The bodyguard watched, jaw slightly dropped.

Is there anyone ielse /iion /iiearth /iiwho /iicould /iimake /iiMr. /iiHalbert /iido /iisomething /iilike /iithis/ii? /i

iNope/i.

Not even the iboss/ib. /b

Once inside, Halbert tossed Eliza onto her bed.

His own apartment was across the hall. The bodyguard stood at the door, hesitant to enter.

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When Halbert came out, face dark as ever, the bodyguard said, “Mr. Halbert, would you like me to stay nearby? If Ms. Cassandra wakes up in the middle of the night and needs water, I can help.”

“You?”

Halbert shot him a look that shut him up instantly.

“I’ll take care of it. You stay outside.”

“Huh?”

The bodyguard blinked.

“Have everyone else stay outside too.”

With that, Halbert turned back into Eliza’s apartment.

She was sound asleep in bed.

Halbert usually followed a strict routine and went to sleep on time every night. But tonight, he stayed up just to be sure Eliza would have water if she woke up thirsty.

He slumped down on the living room couch and grabbed one of the makeup magazines off the table to kill time.

The content did nothing for him. Under the dim light, his eyelids began to droop.

He nced toward the bedroom.

iShe’s /iitotally /iknocked iout/ii. /iiProbably /iwon’t ineed /iiwater /iiat /iiall /iitonight/i.

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He leaned back with a sigh, exhaustion creeping up on him.

Then something in the magazine caught his eye.

It was a full–page ad featuring the Missy logo–and the face of the model was none other than Soren.

Halbert instantly snapped out of his drowsiness.

I’d spent the entire night dragging Eliza ihome /iifrom /ia idrinking /iisession /iiwith /iiSoren/i, and I still hadn’t asked how the itwo /ihad even met.

Why would a celebrity like Soren ibe /iimodeling /iifor /iia /iismaller /iibrand /iilike /iiMissy/ii? /i

Puzzled, Halbert flipped through several pages.

Nearly half the magazine was dedicated to covering Missy and itstest campaign.

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