Chapter 231: Drunken Confession

Having said that, she looked at him with tearful eyes, her black pupils filled with grievances, just short of crying.

Seeing her like this, Baron Stuart's eyebrows furrowed even more.

How did this woman change completely when she was drunk?

Seeing the man in front of her with pursed lips and silent, Emily Walker suddenly felt afraid, "You...you don't like me anymore..."

Baron Stuart's brow locked, and after a moment, he coaxed softly, "Good girl, let's go home."

With that, he was about to pick her up and leave the private room.

"No-!" Emily struggled, her face full of discontent, looking at the man in front of her drunkenly, persistently asking, "First tell me… do, do you like me or not…"

Assuming a serene tone, "Let's go home first, okay?" After that, Baron Stuart picked her up by the waist, glanced at the people in the room, and turned to leave.

They exited the private room, and the people outside had already been cleared out by Clayton Howard.