Chapter 33 Anne was calmer than she ever was.

She walked toward the slightly stunned Mr. Zabinski.

Mr. Zabinski thought that Anne was Anthony’s woman. Why was Anthony telling her to accompany him instead?

He had a lot of questions, but he did not say anything.

After sitting down, Anne poured wine for Mr. Zabinski with nimble hands.

 

“No, no, I’ll do it, I’ll do it.” Mr. Zabinski took the bottle and poured it himself, before pouring Anne a glass.

It was not the first time Anthony had pushed Anne into a group of men, but Mr. Zabinski was the first one who did not put his hands on her body. She could not help but take a closer look at Mr. Zabinski, and felt a vague sense of familiarity. After thinking about it, she remembered that she had seen this man on TV.

She chided herself. Of course he was famous. Which friend of Anthony was not?

Obviously, Mr. Zabinski was afraid of Anthony and behaved well toward her. That was not Anthony’s intention. He had hoped Anne would get humiliated

instead.

clinked glasses and

about it, if she was drunk, where would Anthony send

hoped she would get sent to the Royal mansion. She wanted to steal her passport and ID

could not wait to see

Anne started to drink heartily

have!” Mr. Zabinski was

looked sharply at Anne, as if trying to impale her with

that, Anne just ignored Mr. Zabinski and

just now, but now she had

did not drink herself to death, she did

light drinker, soon lost all her

lips. “Oh, come on…”

she picked up the wine on the table and was about to guzzle

a forceful hand holding her wrists. “Ah…what

fool me by getting drunk?

wrinkled, and she tried to pry away the big hand on her wrist, but she could

into his ears,” Indeed, it’s easier to play with your

Anne almost fell

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