After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 101 Xander Plays the Drunk Act

Chapter 101 Xander Plays the Drunk Act

Thump, thump, thump...

Isabel's heart raced wildly as if it had a life of its own. A warm sensation spread through her body, especially when she caught the glint in the man's eyes.

His gaze was intense, like it could pierce through her soul, deep and mysterious, shimmering with an almost celestial glow.

With a look like that, with a presence so magnetic, no woman could resist falling under his spell.

Yet, the more he stared at her, the guiltier Isabel felt.

She had come to Xander with a singular goal: the emerald guardian angel pendant. The pendant held secrets that could unravel the truth about her origins. That was why, in her past life, she had agreed to take on the mission.

She believed that finding the pendant would lead her to the employer who had hired her. From there, she would uncover the trail of those behind her past and maybe find some answers about her real identity. But time had clouded her memories. After suffering from a serious illness, her childhood recollections were faint at best.

Still, some fragments lingered-she remembered a loving family, parents, grandparents, a warm, happy life...

Then, in an instant, it was all gone. Why had everything vanished? Why had she ended up in an orphanage with no memory of her past? She had to uncover the truth, no matter what.

As these thoughts swirled in her mind, Isabel quickly collected herself and forced a sheepish smile toward Xander.

"I was just talking nonsense," she said, her voice light. "You know what I'm really after. We talked about this when we got married. That jerk, Kaleb, hurt me, so I'm just getting back at him." Xander's eyes didn't leave her as he listened, his expression unreadable but filled with something she couldn't quite pinpoint. "Let's eat. The food is getting cold."

He picked up his knife and fork and began cutting the steak, each piece neatly placed in front of Isabel.

Though he looked calm on the outside, his thoughts were swirling with the image of Isabel deep in thought.

Seeing that she was reluctant to talk about it, he decided to let it go.

Whatever her true intentions were, one thing was certain-Isabel's reason for marrying him was clearly more complicated than she let on.

But he didn't care about her reasons. Now that she was here, there was no easy way out.

Just then, Isabel's phone buzzed.

It was Beowulf.

"Boss, it's almost ten. When will you be here?"

"I'm on my

"Isabel began to reply, but before she could finish, she saw Xander suddenly slump forward onto the table, his head hitting it with a dull thud. Is he drunk?

you

muttered as she stood up and

poked him again and again, but there

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he is drunk

"I'm not coming tonight."

not coming? Then what's the

passed out from drinking. I can't just leave

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drunk! Boss, don't let him fool you!" Beowulf's voice was

was speechless for a while before replying, "Do you really

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Trust me, he's pretending! If he's not faking it, I'll swear off women forever!" "You always wanted to stay single anyway," Isabel quipped, rolling her eyes.

sh*t! Our boss has been fooled!" Back at the villa, Beowulf plopped down onto the

worried?" he demanded, glancing around at Raoul and the

"Why should we be?"

you all really not worried about

way she'd fall for that. She probably wanted to have some fun with

we do anything we can to stop her from taking things too far?" Beowulf protested. "Besides, what about Seff?

nonchalantly picking up a microphone and starting to sing a

singing left much to be

agitated, pulled out his phone again and tried calling Isabel, but she didn't

room. Seeing him sprawled out on the bed, seemingly unconscious, she muttered to him, as if he could hear her, "Sleep well. I won't disturb you. I'm exhausted too. I'm going to crash in the next room." She yawned, turned, and began to

before she could take a step, Xander's hand shot out, grabbing her wrist and pulling her effortlessly into his arms, pressing her onto the bed with

was over in

sharp jawline,

there, gazing at him,

himself in the world of live-stream sales-not just because of his smooth talking, but

his charm.

to do live-streaming, he wouldn't need to speak a word. His mere presence in front of the camera would be enough to draw crowds. Perhaps he just needed to say, "Buy this," and

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made her chuckle under

her amusement, though he remained still. He was curious about what

shifted her position, adjusting herself more comfortably in

"Xander..." she murmured softly.