“Oscar Clinton, how shameless can you be?” Carter sarcastically asked.

“What is causing you such great angst, Mr. Scott? Sex between a married couple can’t possibly be called shameful, can it? Don’t tell me a grown man like you is still a virgin!” Oscar teased.

Carter took a sip of alcohol to mask his sorrow.

“Mr. Scott, this bar is famous for its beauties. All it takes is a snap of your fingers, and they will flock to you.” Oscar continued to push him.

Carter just quietly drank his liquor, lost in thoughts.

Oscar lifted his glass and started drinking too. For a rare moment, a sense of peace prevailed.

Finally, Carter broke the silence. “Mr. Clinton, please treat Amelia well. She had a hard life. Outwardly, she may seem to be fearless, but she has a really kind and gentle soul. If you are the one she loves, I am willing to retreat and watch over her from a distance.”

Oscar was tickled. “Mr. Scott, are you playing the role of a melodramatic second male lead?”

Carter was not disturbed by Oscar’s comment. “The male lead usually has affairs with different women while the second male lead is destined to watch over the heroine. If Amelia is meant to be the female lead of this drama, then I will willingly take the supporting role. I will do anything so long as she can be happy.”

Oscar laughed out loud. “What a passionate man you are, Mr. Scott. Unfortunately, this act does not sit well with me. You should be grateful I am not bashing you up for eyeing my woman.”

Carter can only put on a miserable smile. He composed himself and said, “Mr. Clinton, how about we reconcile and enjoy a drink together?”

“Reconcile? Were we ever in conflict, Mr. Scott?” Oscar questioned.

Carter was caught off guard. “No. No conflict at all. Everything happens for a reason. Let’s drink to our acquaintance!” He laughed it off.

Oscar summoned the servers and asked for the best booze they have. He mixed the different booze, creating a potent cocktail. “The whole idea of drinking is to get high. You wouldn’t mind this, would you?” He challenged Carter.

One can never show any sign of weakness in the face of their competitor. Carter took a glass of the cocktail and downed it. “Impressive! Come, have another,” Oscar urged.

“Shouldn’t Mr. Clinton have one yourself?” Carter countered.

Oscar took a glass and did a bottoms-up too.

“Well done, Mr. Clinton,” Carter reciprocated.

the few bottles in no time.

you sure can

too bad yourself.” Carter

meet an impressive drinking partner. Shall we do

can utter a word, Cassie can be heard

Can you repeat that?” The room was too noisy,

are you? Why is there so much noise in the background?” Cassie

a bar,” Oscar replied

baby and I miss you. Would you come by to spend time with us?”

It is also getting late. Don’t wait up. I will visit you and the baby tomorrow,” Oscar said after a moment of

are, you will come running to me when I need you. Now you

stop this fuss and go to bed. I will visit you and

she sobbed, “Oz, you don’t

dear, I am with my business associates. You wouldn’t want to distract me from work, would you?” Oscar tried to

of your life?” Cassie sought

the effort to sweet-talk Cassie. “Of course I still love you,

recovered from the shock, he glared at Carter as he wiped his face dry. “You better have a good reason for doing this, Mr. Scott. Otherwise, I will come

responded indifferently, leisurely sipping his

nodded. “Well, yes. But who are you to interfere in my personal

one who loves Amelia and would not want to see her get hurt,” Carter

face. Carter was taken aback momentarily but recovered swiftly and fought back with a vengeance.

influential bigwigs, the police did not make things difficult for them. They were allowed to summon their lawyers to assist in settling the

policewoman, who informed her of Oscar’s

pregnant Amelia came to the police station. She was surprised to see Oscar and Carter together. She could not figure out how the paths of these two men crossed and why they ended up injured in

men. “The two of you fought?” she asked, looking

to her and complained, “Your

men fighting. Aren’t you embarrassed?” Amelia sounded harsh but was still gently examining the wound on his mouth. “How did you get

am sorry, Amelia. I was too hot-headed and picked a

as bad, if not worse, than Oscar’s. She frowned slightly as she

“It’s no big

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