Chapter 30 A Drunkard

The car window rolled down, revealing a handsome face in her line of sight.

“Alva.”

Alva was slightly startled. “Jackson.”

Jackson got out of the car and took off his coat to drape it over her.

“Get in the car.”

Alva nodded.

The two of them got into the car, and it quickly drove forward.

As the car departed, a figure emerged from the balcony on the third floor of the hotel.

With a phone in hand, dressed in a well-tailored suit, extraordinarily handsome.

If it wasn’t Uriah, then who could it be?

“Uriah, when are you coming back?”

“In an hour.”

“Alright, I’ll wait for you.”

The call ended, Uriah inserted his hands into his pockets,

gazing into the endless night ahead.

He squinted his eyes slightly, with an unfathomable depth in his gaze.

The scenery outside the window swiftly passed by as Alva opened the window a bit, letting the wind blow in.

Jackson turned to look at her. “What’s wrong?”

word since getting into

emotions were off.

“Jackson, why is it that people can only forget when they

if she could forget

wanted to.

wouldn’t feel the

one’s memories is like making a deal with the devil. You have to give up something in return

she turned to look at

and Jackson pressed the brake gently, looking at

bad mood and needed to let

it inside would only

30 A Drunkard

or later.

moment and smiled.

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I go crazy from drinking, you’ll have to take

“Alright.”

garage

and Jackson smiled and

confused and asked, “Afraid of what?”

someone taking advantage

for a moment, then burst out

pointed at Jackson, her smile

his face serious. “Well, don’t I

believe in you,” she

sighed. “Well, you make it impossible for me to even think about it.”

Alva laughed again.

was the first time, but as

Unconditionally entrust him.

| Deurkand

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rare wine from his collection at home, and two crystal

friend gave me this wine. He said it helps

that

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