Chapter 890

"I said you're an ugly freak!" Valarie shot back, her face flushed, her eyes unfocused.

Tom's expression darkened. He knew he shouldn't argue with a drunk person, but hearing her call him ugly still stung.

Brandon couldn't help but laugh mockingly. "Did you hear that? My girlfriend doesn't want ugly freaks touching her. Next time, stay out of her business."

Tom glared at him coldly. "Brandon, you and she aren't right for each other. I suggest you let go of her before you get hurt."

Brandon retorted, "I don't need you to tell me what to do. Mind your own business."

Without another word, he took Valarie and left.

As they walked away, Tom's eyes narrowed. It seemed like it was time to give the Sumner Group something to deal with.

Outside the bar, the cold wind hit, and Valarie shivered, sobering up slightly. She turned to see Brandon still holding onto her, and her expression shifted. She immediately tried to pull away.

"I don't need your help," she said.

Although more aware, the alcohol still made it difficult for her to stand. She stumbled and almost fell.

into his arms. "Stop

him away, but her drunken body wouldn't cooperate. She had no strength to fight back and could only

knowing she wasn't going to escape. She just sat as far away from

eyebrow and chuckled. "The car isn't that big. No matter how much you move away, we're still close enough. I can pull you into my arms with one hand." Valarie didn't answer, still keeping her distance. With her

her cheek. "Valarie, when you sober up tomorrow, we'll have a

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