The Daring Billionaire’s Wife by Lypstical

Chapter 173

Aileen

The bartender could've taken it easy with the drinks he served me, but how could he when the boss gave him specific instructions? I've never been one to blame others for what goes wrong in my life, but in this case, I just can't help it. I could've still chosen not to drink it,

but the heaviness in my heart was just too much.

While my aim was to forget all about my problems, the alcohol in my system has only made me feel worse and now staggering to the ladies' room, I dial Meryl's number, ready to give her a piece of my mind.

"Hello?" she says from the other end of the line. "Any luck?"

"You lied to me."

"I'm guessing that's a no."

"Do you even double check the phone numbers you share with me? Once again, it-"

"Wait, are you drunk?"

My eyes narrow. "Are you seriously asking me that right now?"

"Since when did you start taking alcohol? Do your parents kn-"

"They're not my parents," I cut her off, gritting my teeth. "You know what they've put me through despite raising me for years."

She sighs, disappointed. "The more I hear you speak, the more I confirm that you're drunk. If only those from Oakbrook Village could see you right now."

I lean against the wall with so much force that my back hurts a little. "Why do you keep changing the subject? None of the people I spoke to could help. You promised me that this was it."

"Look, I know you're disappointed but come on. It's only been two days and you've lost hope? You've wanted to search for them for years and now you finally had the balls to leave Oakbrook Village and want to quit?"

I sigh. "If you think I'm giving up and going back to that house, you're wrong."

"Then we'll keep trying. I'll do everything I can and keep you posted. Aileen?"

"What?" I ask.

"Don't drink too much."

call coming

to the ladies' room as I tell myself to have some more patience. If I want this to work,

my adoptive parents' home flashes in my mind and it takes me a while to step out. It's only when I hear a sob from the next stall that I snap out of it. I guess I'm not

was right next to mine opens up, an elegantly dressed lady approaching the sinks with her head low. I soon recognize her as the one who's been shooting me glares. I can't help but stare at her. From head to toe, everything

hair a little and fixing my jean jacket. Satisfied, I reach for my purse

to me, rummaging through her designer purse until

I raise an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, but are you talking to

me a glare through the mirror. "Do you see anyone else

shocked, I respond.

you and I'll repeat myself. You might

"I don't understand."

eyes. "I was watching you and Liam when he came over to talk to you.

in her hand. "Look at you...and then look at him. Do you actually think you stand a chance with someone like

the mirror and directly face her. "Do you have a problem with me? That's the same glare you gave me from across the room when Liam came to me. Who are you supposed to be? His sister or

"Cousin?"

She raises her voice

I guess you must be his friend. There's no way you're his

that?" She tilts

face that you'll never be his girlfriend, not in this life

face. It would never be my intention to hurt someone like this

about me?" She sneers, pointing at

ask him yourself." I don't care if

and shoves the brush back in her purse. "You're nothing but a leech,

it right there," I cut her off, raising a finger. "I'm not sure what I did to you for you to speak to me this way, but I don't

rolls her eyes. "You think I don't know the kind of person you are? You're pretending to be this dumb girl who has no idea who Liam is and the power he and

is Stephanie!" Her silky

to say

"Mark my words, leech-"

"It's Aileen."

your

"Then use it."

"Whatever it is you think will come out of

know what

I'm done with

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