Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Wilma was fuming, ready to stand up in protest, but Zoey held her down by the leg.

Zoey smiled at Mr. Colby, "Mr. Colby, you're a straight shooter. Let's shake on it. I'll have my people prepare the contract."

"If Zoey can down it, I'll sign on the dotted line."

Zoey gracefully poured herself a drink, only to be stopped by Wilma who whispered in her ear, "Zoey, this Mr. Colby is clearly up to

no good. Let's get out of here."

She didn't want this endorsement. Zoey chuckled inwardly. Wilma had been well protected in their circle, especially since signing

with Star Movie Group - she had hardly been put in a tight spot.

She was still too green, but maybe that was for the best.

"No worries, you don't have to drink. I will."

"That's not happening."

Wilma snatched the glass and downed it in one gulp. She could hold her liquor, but this was too strong. It felt like her insides were

on fire. She took another, and within a minute, slumped over in her seat.

Zoey sighed, massaging her temples, and poured three more drinks for herself. She finished them in one go and then got up to

help Wilma.

"Mr. Colby, the drinks are done. Tomorrow, I'll have someone from the company discuss the endorsement with you."

Mr. Colby's eyes narrowed, and he stood up too.

"Zoey, you're a good sport. But you both seem plastered. Why not crash at the hotel next door for the night?"

Zoey was still clear-headed but dizzy. Wilma was a top-tier star; they couldn't have her caught drunk in public.

driver is waiting

"Zoey."

to let his catch slip away. He grabbed Zoey and pulled her

home. Why don't you stay the

shot through Zoey. She hadn't expected Mr. Colby to be so bold!

her

"Get off me!"

desperately as Mr. Colby's bodyguard escorted Wilma away. Reaching for a vase nearby, she aimed to crack it

his head.

her wrist nimbly, bringing

you've got fire.

was disgusted, "Get

everything off the table in a rage, and then pushed Zoey

hard to get. I've heard the

live without a man, and it looks like you're desperate too, dressing

couldn't believe a company president

tore away. She kicked Mr. Colby in his sensitive spot and grabbed

at him.

dodged in time, but

after her, hindered

the room and headed towards

ambient and dimly lit lights. She ended up in the men's

by leaving

for air. The

lit a cigarette when he heard a loud thump from the restroom. He ignored it,

someone's phone

seemed to have no intention to pick it up. Annoyed, he tossed his cigarette

mirror.

of the lights were off, so he couldn't discern

her pocket as she bowed down

and making certain it was men’s room. Just as

Colby's curses cfrom outside.