When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 416 You Are Drunk, Yelrihs

The man was on the phone, and the phone that Ida had been holding in her hand coincidentally rang.

"You are ... Mr. Stewart. The person who called Shirley just now was you, right?”

Ida widened her eyes and looked at the tall man opposite her. Then she looked at the phone that kept ringing. She nervously swallowed and asked tentatively.

Braden was wearing a long black coat. His thin lips pursed. He was like a king in the dark night. He was so noble, elegant, and unattainable.

His gaze swept across Ida coldly, and his thick eyebrows furrowed slightly. "You are Shirley's friend?"

"Yes, sort of!"

Ida knew that Braden was Shirley's ex-husband whom Shirley hated so much. Logically, Ida would not bother with this jerk.

But now that the situation was urgent, and the man's aura was too strong, she could not care about anything else and hurriedly said, "You came at the right time. Hurry and save Shirley. She is being bullied by a group of wretched men!"

"Being bullied by a group of people?"

"Yes, it's right there. Listen... What a miserable sound. There are too many of them. I can't squeeze in!"

Ida pointed at the crowd around her. She was so anxious that she was about to cry.

She hated her own incompetence. She had no way of driving away the group of hooligans. She did not dare to imagine what would happen to Shirley in the middle of the crowd!

Braden looked at the crowd. It was indeed noisy. The crowd cheered excitedly from time to time, accompanied by shrill screams.

His thin lips suddenly curved into a meaningful smile. Then, he casually pulled out a chair and sat down slowly. He even asked the bartender to bring a glass of Long Island Iced Tea.

"Mr. Stewart, what do you mean by this? Why are you still in the mood to drink a cocktail? Didn't you hear it? Ms. Wilson was beaten up. Please save her, or something will really happen!"

Ida urged anxiously.

"There is no need. She will solve it herself."

a sip and

angered by Braden's attitude which seemed that it had nothing to do with him. She couldn't talk to him calmly. She complained, "No wonder. Ms. Wilson hates you so much that she would rather be single than be with you. It turns

"What do you mean?"

drunk a cocktail. He wondered why he fell into the ranks of

he revealed a curious expression. "So, what did

said that you are not a human, but an iceberg. She used four years to warm you up, but there was no effect at all. You used your coldness to

Now it seems that she is not exaggerating at all. You are such a cold person. You know that Ms. Wilson is in danger, but you are indifferent. You even have the mood to

it. Instead of waiting for

Then, she picked up a sharp piece and roared as she prepared to

if she delayed any further, Shirley would be

I wish you

that this woman was indeed Shirley's friend. She was like Shirley and Nancy. They both had quick tempers, so they were friends. It was quite

"Scum!"

angry that she turned her head and spat

a giant thing flying past her eyes and then falling on the ground in front of

"Ahl-

that she retreated a

this thing was

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

beaten up, his face swelling. He looked even fatter. He had been crying and

"What... What's going on?"

Ida looked confused.

surprised. He drank his wine

over

person should

another person

were stacked together, howling

beauty won! I've

burst into

bet on Shirley. There were less than ten

me some. I won't fight for