Chapter 158:

Johnson couldn’t suppress his laughter upon seeing this. It was his first time seeing Belinda let loose like this, and it was unexpectedly entertaining.

Suddenly, Belinda turned to Johnson with a playful scowl. “You! Yes, you, over there. Why aren’t your hands up? Join in the fun with me; don’t just sit there!”

Caught off guard, Johnson pointed to himself, incredulous yet amused. “Me?”

“Yes, you! Get those hands up—show me some spirit!” Belinda exclaimed, her voice ringing with infectious enthusiasm.

Johnson was frozen, momentarily baffled. He realized that Belinda was indeed completely drunk this time. She didn’t even recognize him anymore, not calling him by his name.

“Come on! Or do I need to go there and make you put your hands up myself?” Belinda said, her impatience growing by the second.

no value in arguing with

the spirit!” Belinda clapped, clearly

hoped her interest would wane soon, but instead, Belinda’s energy only seemed to increase. She had him clapping, singing, and at

couldn’t go on much longer. With a sigh, he walked over, grabbed Belinda’s discarded boots, and gently

to call it a night, superstar,” he

g a lno

protested, her playful indignation peaking as she playfully tugged

quickening his

Lucas, who had just

to process the scene before his eyes—Belinda in

expression tightening, demanded coolly, “What’s going on here? Why are you

his face. “You’re quite the catch! Would you tell me your name? I think you can be my new boyfriend,” she slurred, her words laced with

to a hush at her

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