Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right by PASSION

Chapter 842

Mercer cast a disapproving glance at Nancy sprawled on the sofa, drenched in sticky liquor.

Her flushed face and disheveled hair hinted at her inebriated state.

Now soaked in wine, her pristine white blouse clung to her skin, translucent from the wine, accentuating her curves.

The sight stirred a reaction within him, darkening his expression as he frowned.

Taking note of the many wine bottles cluttering the table, Mercer sneered and spoke with measured disdain.

“You seem to be enjoying yourself too much.

It’s hardly gentlemanly of you guys to drink a woman under the table.

If such news were to circulate, it might not bode well for your reputation.

”

The men appeared uncomfortable and uncertain, their expressions reflecting their confusion as they tried to understand Mercer’s intentions.

Mercer then proposed, “Since we’ve crossed paths, why don’t I join you for a drink? Perhaps you could show some mercy and release this woman?”

Nancy had been drifting in and out of consciousness, vaguely aware of someone speaking.

Struggling to focus, she squinted and beheld a young, handsome man before her.

Through her haze, she thought he bore a striking resemblance to Mercer.

Attempting to clear her foggy mind, Nancy squinted, straining to observe him.

indeed be Mercer? What was he doing

taken aback by his presence, her strength waned, and she was unable to utter a word,

bewildered glances, perplexed by Mercer’s

intended to play the hero or if there

Mercer’s status as a famous singer rather than a businessman, his parents significantly influenced political circles, granting him

Mercer requested a drink with them, the businessmen felt

had just coerced Nancy to drink, felt the

to extend an

“Mr.

Aston, you’re absolutely right.

crossed paths, let’s share a drink

”

twenty minutes later, Roger realized he had bitten off more than he

regret for his

from a comedy, with Mercer as the lone sober figure amidst a

wine glass with a smug grin at the corner

clearly a league apart from Nancy and commanded a different

dared pressure

consumed, they had

lightly touched Nancy’s cheek with

“Come on, wake up.

intend to spend the

in her unconscious state, let out a

as if grasping for

sighed, his expression turning

up and exited the private room, adhering to his principle of seeing

in his arms, Mercer climbed

the rearview mirror, the driver observed Mercer with a woman again but refrained from asking